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Ceri awoke in the middle of the night to the sound of crying. Kale lay beside her, tears streaming down his face as he clenched his eyes shut. She wasnt even sure how she had managed to sleep after the day she had had. Her only explination was the extream exaustion that real fear brought. Fear he had brought her. Part of her wanted to help him, but the memories still fresh in her mind kept her from waking him. She wanted him to suffer. He had given her pain, and now she would leave him to his own demons.

Ceri looked around. Dark stone walls looked cold in comparison to the heavy tapistries that hung over them. There was a rug on the floor and sitting on it, a matching loveseat and chair. Everything was red. The color of blood. She had seen so much blood over the last few weeks. At the slave market she had met a woman who had tried to kill herself by taking a bite out of her wrist, hoping she would hit an artery. They had pulled out her claws one by one, leaving mangled fingertips as a reminder of her pain. Her only option to death she had thought, was to bite. Another was beaten to death infront of her for asking for food.

Ceri thought of the woman from yesterday with the silver eyes. What had she seen? Had she done it her self? Ceri's morbid thoughts were suddenly intterupted.

Kale started screaming. Wracking sobs threw him into convulsions, almost throwing her from the bed. She turned away, trying to ingnore the monster next to her.

Glancing accross the room she saw the red fabric again, giving her the impression of the room being drenched in blood. Behind the seating arrangement, the door. She could see no lock.

Ceri felt her heart leap.

A sick feeling settled in her stomach momentarily as she reached around to pull off the silver disc off of her spine. She could feel the flesh around it pull slightly as she lifted it away with a sucking noise.. Very slowly she pulled herself out of the bed, unwrapping her self from his black, leathery wings. His sobbing had subsided to mild whimpering. His claws tore into the mattress. She held her breath, not wanting to risk him comming awake as she reached around and pressed the silver circle to his lower back. Atleast it would slow him for a moment when he woke and found her not there. Ceri flicked her ears listening for any sound as she slid out of the bed. It felt as if she would never get to the door. Her stepps were slow and delibrerate, her heart racing in her chest, her tail swishing nervously. She dared not breath.

Slender, white fingers closed around the door handle. Slowly, she turned. Breath caught in her throat as the door latch clicked open, echoing accross the room. She exhailed the breath she had been holding and retracted claws. He was still asleep. Ceri darted in to the hall, quickly closing the door behind her. It was early morning and the sun had just started to peak over the horizon. She could see green hills through the window, blanketed by a dark, thick forbidden forrest. There was a single road cutting through the woods like a scar, toward the east. She could hear birds, the normailicy of the sound strange in contrast to the screaming comming from the door down the hall. The door her monster waited behind.

As a child her mother had told her there was nothing living in the cellar. Still Ceri had refused to go down in to the dark, damp hole under their house. Now her fears played out agian. The only diffrence was behind this door, the monster was real.

She could hear two men approaching. They were talking loudly, just heading to bed after a long night spent in the stables. She had a feeling by the way they talked it had nothig to do with horses. She lowered her gaze and started walking toward them, trying to blend in as best as possible. She felt a large hand stop her.

"Whatcha doin' out at this time of the mornin?" The man slurred drunkinly.

He stood before her, panting and smelling heavily of rum and sweat. His shirt was unlaced and his pants wrinkled at the bottom. She suppected from lying at his ankles. The other man wasnt wearing a shirt, his pants just as disheveld.

"My master has sent me out." She lied avoiding their eyes.

"For what?" The second man half shouted at her. "You know what George? I think her master's got some un elsh back their with em. I think that this pretty little girl is out here all alone with no one to 'elp her." He started to tip to the side and his freind righted him. They both laughed.

"I think yer right. Maybe we should help her out." They both grinned at her, exopsing long fangs. Ceri felt her blood run cold. This couldnt be happening, not again. George stepped behind her and grabbed a fist full of her long white hair. Her head snapped back so she was staring straight up at him. He pulled until she was forced to her knees.

"Bring er in ere." The other man spoke as he guestured to a side room. "Dont need neone ta walk by and see ur pecker there george, might die frum laughing too 'ard."

"Hate for them ta see you John, mite think its a mouse bitin you and try ta stepp on it."

The two men exchanged glares.

"On yer feet." George snapped as he pulled her up by her hair. Ceri cryed out in pain.

"The only time i want to hear you scream is in pleasure when we fuck you." There was no slurr in his voice this time. John's face was an inch from hers. His blue wolf eyes locked on her. She flet the tip of his long claws press in to her stomach. "Or I'll really give you something to scream about."

Ceri wanted to throw up. He was serious, this was not the idle threat of a drunken wolf, this was a promise. Cold fear settled into her. She tried to force her self to fight them, but her muscles would not obey. The two pulled her in to the small dark room. George removed his shirt, John his pants. They forced her to kneel again. The wounds on her knees from the day before started to bleed again, leaving red smears on the stone floor where she kneeled. John stepped out of his pants and stood before her, erect and completly nude. His full dark tail hung behind him. George held her in place. Ceri twisted in his grip, trying desperatly to free herself from them. She could see a small bead of pre cum threatening to drop from John's now fully errect member. He stepped closer, gripping his cock with one hand and pulling her head forward with the other. His velvety head was now pressed to her mouth letting the taste of him seep between her lips. She twisted her head to the side, but the firm hands holding her guided her back. John reached down toward her face, squeezing her cheeks.

"Open wide." He half whispered as he forced her mouth open. "I swear to god if you bite me you will have no teeth left to bite with." She nodded against him, feeling the velvety head of his cock against her lips.

Reluctanly she let him slide in and over her tounge. The unfamiliar taste made her want to vomit as he pushed in further. Ceri started to choke and tried to push him out with her tounge, but he rammed himself into her mouth, hitting the back of her throat and making her whimper as she choked. George held her in place as John pushed in and out slowly, letting the warm feeling of her mouth intoxicate him. He moaned as she tried to scream, ramming in to her agian.

"Remember what I said about teeth." He growled, laying a large hand on her head and pulling her forward. She could feel him pulse against her tounge. She just wanted it to be over. Gently she started sucking, not entirly sure of what she was doing. He moaned again. She surpressed her gag reflex and pulled him in further, drawing on him as he pulled back. When his head reached her lips she stopped, running her tounge in circles around it. She started sucking again, pulling him back in, pressing the tip of her tounge to the slight v in his head. He twitched in her mouth letting a bit of precum slide over her tounge. It tasted thick and salty but she pulled him in farther again, trying to relax her thoat and keep her teeth out of the way. Ceri worked faster now, lifting a hand to make a ring around the base of his cock, pulling the skin tighter.

She just wanted it to be over.

She pulled him deep again and again, feeling him grow even harder against her hot mouth. Franticly he pumped, fucking her mouth. She could tell he was close to release.

"Mmmm. Good little whore.."

"What the hell do you think you're doing?"

She tried to look sideways, but her captors held her in place. Kale stood in the doorway and although she couldnt see him she recognised the deadly, clam voice she had come to fear.

"Come on were only having a little fun with her." George let go of her shoulders, taking a step back. She heard Kale take a step closer.

"She was given to me by the master. I alone am to train her. If you wish to take it up with him be my guest." Kale strode towards her, leaving the door way open should they choose to leave. He was very close now.

John had started to go soft in her mouth, but his hand was still clenched on her head. She flet a small trickle of blood run through her hair and down her neck from where his claws were digging in to her scalp. Ceri wondered what Kale had meant by the master. As far as she knew he was her master.

"Let her go or I will kill you both where you stand."

John's hand dissapeared from her instantly as he took several stepps back, pulling his pants back up as he did so. Ceri touched her head. Her fingers came back red. She slumped to the floor, curling up with her arms accross her breasts and her tail wrapped around her feet. Her soft white fur was matted with blood from her knees that had pooled on the floor. Most of the bleeding had stopped but there was still blood smeared accross the stones where she had knelt. She could hear Kale breathing heavily with rage. Tears rolled down her pale cheeks as blood spattered agianst her face. The red contrasted shockingly with her translucent complection. Ceri refused to look up. Instead hearing two short cries and dull thuds as their bodies hit the floor.

Kale reached down and lifted her face, looking into her eyes. He knew those violet eyes hid something more that the broken girl he saw before him. He offered his hand to help her up, she eyed it with cold dissintrest. Slowly, painfully, she stood. Head cast down, long white bloody hair cascaded around her ears and down her back. She looked down at her bloody knees, saying nothing as she walked out of the room. He put a hand on her shoulder to comfort her, but was met only with a venomous glare.

"Don't you touch me." She whispered.

"I was only trying to help." He snapped back.

"Fuck you. You sure did alot of helping last night when you were fucking me! Pick a side already. Either fuck me or help me. But you can't hurt me and then want me to trust you."

Not as broken as he had thought.

"And what the hell did you mean the master?" She was leading now, he struggling to keep up with her as she headed toward his room. "As far as I know your my master. Master." She spit at his feet. "Some master you are! Dont even lock the fucking door!" He watched her tail swishing agrily as she threw the door open. Ceri stormed across the room as he quietly closed the door behind him. As he turned he saw her laying, legs open on the bed. "If your really my master come fuck me then. Fuck me like a man instead of some coward that has to have his victims strapped down. Come fuck me right you sadistic prick."

Even accross the room he could see the tears in her eyes. Kale crossed to the bed, sat down beside her and gently pushed her legs closed. She stared up at him, her eyes wet.

"I'm sorry." He whisperd.

"No your not."

"I am. And no, Im not really your master."

She seemed shocked by this. "What do you mean your not really my master."

"Well..." He paused seaching for a way to explain to her what really went on in this stone hell. "I am your master but I have a master as well. Sorkorn, he is my master. Everything I have done, and will do to you, has been done to me a hundred times over." Kale felt the darkness of those memories seeping into him again. He was suddenly afraid. The sun that illuminated the room felt out of place. "Every one here is a prisoner. That is why my door doesn't lock. My master has access to me at all times and I must come when I am called. You are safe as long as you are with me. As long as your mine, you cannot be his."

"So if you're a slave too then why am I yours?"

"You are mine to train. I am to teach you for him. Show you how to exact the greatest pleasure from a man. How to tease and tempt, make him want you more than anything on this earth. Bring him to the edge and hold him there, making release all the sweeter. I am to show you pain." Kale struggled to hold back his emotions. The thoughts of what he would have to do to her made him sick. "If you can not endure the pain of what I give then what he does to you will truly break you."

Ceri was shaking. She could hear the regret in his voice. If this is what someone who hated hurting her did... she stopped her self, not wanting to imagine what her true master would do to her.

"Were you always here? I mean... your first time, was it here in this place?"

"No." Kale seemed to deflate slightly as his cold grey eyes met hers. "I had a lover once. Tiana. We were very much in love... then the slavers came. We were both sold. I dont even know if shes alive." Ceri felt cold regret settle in her stomach. She was not the only victim here and her selfishness stabbed her with guilt. She had lost much too, but not a lover, not a soul mate. Kale started to shake. "I just miss her so much sometimes. I miss her laugh, her green eyes, everything. The things that were probably done to her... I know they happened to me too but I can ignore it, I can just think about her and suddenly I'm away from all of this. But then I think of her in pain. Of someone doing the things to her that are being done to me and it just..."

"Im sure shes okay." Ceri felt akward. What should she say to someone who had lost everything. It was the only thing she could think of to bring him comfort and she had no idea if it was true. She strangely found herself hoping it was. They sat together in almost silence, his tears causing small water marks on the red sheets.

"Kale?"

He looked up at her, his tears nearly gone. "What will happen to us if I am taken to the master and fail?"

Her sudden concern for him aswell startled her as the words left her mouth. He looked up at her, a curious exprestion crossing his handsome features.

"We could be beaten, sold, or simply killed. It really depends on his mood at the time." He shrugged. "If you fail make sure hes atleast in a good mood. If your lucky he'll just send you to the stables for a week or so." Ceri felt an icy sensation crawl up her spine.

"What are the stables?"

"When slaves are dissobediant its the way they are punished. It would be a waste to simply kill them, after all Sorkorn paid good money for us."

"Yes, but what happens there?" She asked, although she wasnt sure she wanted to know. She could see the darkness shifting in his eyes. The maddness this place had put there creeping in to his mind, taking over the man beneeth.

"If you really want to understand I'll show you." Even his tone had changed, it was smoother, shadowed by lust. He looked at her, really looked at her, letting him self slip in to his darker persona. She had lovely features, stunning violet eyes and small, soft white ears to set them off. His gaze glided lower over pale flesh. She was still naked, although she made no attempt to cover her full, round brests this time. Her errect nipples stood out in contrast with her the smooth lines of her body. Lines he followed toward her virgin pussy. He wanted to touch her, lick her, fuck her. Anything to feel sweet relese in this perfect vessel. His wings shuttered with anticipaion.

"Lets go." Roughly he grabbed her arm pulling her toward the door. She stubbled along behind, barely able to keep up, claws digging into her arm dragging her helplessly along. They decended a flight of stairs. The blackness pressed in around them, dim tortches providing slim auras of light as the slipped deeper beneth the castle. Goosebumps climbed up her arms as the air cooled around them. Shivers ran down her spine, her nipples standing out against the cold. She could hear faint screaming echoing up the stone corridors. Kale's grip on her arm tightened, his claws digging in painfully.

"You dont have to show me. Kale? Can we go back to the room please?"

She took another step down and found her self lieing on the stone floor. Her lip was bleeding. "Master." He hissed. She flopped limply down three more stairs as his boot connected firmly with her ribs. Ceri felt a crack as pain whited out her vision. Kale stood over her, calmly watching her try to get up. "Your such a pathetic littel whore. If you wern't so..." His eyes glided over her. "Mmmm..." Kale licked his lips, his long black tongue moving slowly accross gray skin. Urgercy rose in him. The small weak creature below him tried to stand again. There was a slight pop as she pushed herself part way up with a hand. She screamed and curled up against the stairs as her pain filled sobs joined the screams from below. Strong hands closed around her leg. Suddenly she was moving, Kale pulling her downward. Ceri screamed and kicked. She cried louder as her broken rib hit the corner of a stair. Instinctivly she extened her claws, dragging them accross the stone floor as she tried to fight her way back. Fear ripped through her as the screaming from below grew louder. Her body ached, her hands were torn and bloody from the fight.

Suddenly they stopped. She tiwsted herself around and saw Kale fidigting with a lock on a tall door. The wood was old and graying, but the fresh blood splashed accross it helped to hide its age. Its groaned as he pushed it open. Ceri had stopped screaming, the rest of the world had not. Row upon rows of cubicles held steel tables, most were occupied. The smell of sex and blood made her gag. It was layed out like horse stables. Hundreds of tiny square stalls, most containing a screaming victim, stretched down the long hall. There were two more halls to each side of the one they faced.

"Welcome to the stabels whore. You wanted to see, here you are." Kale grabbed her wrist as he freed her leg, pulling her up to her feet. She swayed slightly, trying to stay concious. She didn't want to pass out here, who knew what would be done to her. She knew. She knew exactly what. The screams around her told her.

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Ceri huddled in the corner of the room. Kale sat on the bed, watching her. She was locked in a room with a mad man. Ceri had no doubt that Kale had once been a good man, but the things that had been done to him had twisted his mind. Before her she saw two people. One caring, loving, sensitive. A victim just like her. But behind his eyes she saw the darkness that threatened to swallow him. Her master. And his.

"Come here Ceri." His voice was gentle but she still feared what lurked inside his mind.

"No."

"Please?"

"No." She knew now how quickly he could switch. She had seen it in the stabels. Oh god... what am I doing? Ceri I'm so so sorry. What I was about to do... She listened to his voice play over in her mind. That was the Kale she had for now.

"Let me look at your ribs. It looks painful."

"I'll be fine." She snapped through gritted teeth.

"At least come lie down. Sitting curled over can't be helping them to heal."

Grudingly she nodded, the pain in her side cutting at her resolve. Her tail swished irritably behind her. Slowly she rose to her feet, crying out as her rib popped inside her chest. Pain whitted out her vision as she dropped to her knees. Warm hands wrapped around her and she felt herself being carried to the bed. Kale gently set her down, careful to avoid putting pressure on her injuries. The bed was warm agaist her back where he had been sitting. She looked up at him with clouded eyes.

"I wish I could have you like this all the time. When you like this its good, but last night..." Tears filled her eyes, silently gliding down pale skin. Gentle fingers brushed them away.

"I don't know how to stop it. One minute im fine, the next your bleeding at my feet. What am I supposed to do? I cant even control my own mind. Do you know what it feels like to be afraid of your own mind?" Dark eyes bore into her. Madess lurking just under the surface.

"I want to help you Kale. Tell me what I can do." The words escaped before she had even thought them. Help her master? Help the person that caused her more pain than anyone else? What did she have to loose?

My sainity. She thought. Its the only thing I have left.

Kale lay down beside her, fingers tracing the line of her face as she stared in to his grey dracoic eyes. "I dont think you can. No one can help me. No one can make it go away. The things that were done to me..."

She could see him slipping. Ceri watched his eyes as madness threatened to swallow him again.

"Kale?"

"You call me master. Slave."

"Kale, come back. You have to fight it. You cant let it control you." Ceri felt helpless and scared. For herself and for him. "Kale?" She could tell it was still him. "Kale..." She whispered breathlessly as she pressed her lips to his. Slowly she kissed him, pulling his bottom lip into her mouth and softly pulling on it. Gently, lovingly she pressed herself to him, bushing her lips agaist his before kissing him fully.

"Ceri..."

She pulled away, seeing the Kale she had come to care for looking back at her.

"Thank you."

Despite herself she smiled. Violet eyes studdied his face. "I thought I'd lost you."

"Me too."

They sat in silence for a while, simply watching each other. Kale rolled, shifting his weight off his wings, his hand landing on her exposed breast. He jerked his hand back.

"Sorry I didn't mean to." He shifted away slightly. "I know you dont like to be touched that way."

"Its okay. I kind of liked it." She glanced sideways at him, gauging his reaction. He looked confused. "Whats wrong?" She reached over, and taking his hand, guided it back to cup her. "You're supposed to teach me. So teach." Ceri had thought hard about this. It would be better to learn this on her own terms. She might even enjoy it. She had heard of people that did it all the time for the sheer pleasure. It couldn't be that bad. She pressed her self agaist him, letting him carress her softly.

"I'll show you what its like without the pain." Kale layed a hand between her breasts and gently pushed her on to her back. This is what it should be like. He thought.

Kale wrapped one hand around her breast, the nipple firm beneth his fingers. The other on her face, drawing her up for a kiss. She moaned playfully agaist his lips, wrapping an arm around him to pull him closer. She had never done anything like this, the only sexual experience she had was unpleasant at best.

"How many women have you been with?" She whispered against his lips. Kale stopped kissing her long enough to answer.

"Too many to count."

"How many have you been with like this?" This time he paused, looking deep into her eyes.

"Two including you."

She smiled and pulled him in again, her tounge wrapping around his. She loved the way he tasted, hot and sweet against her. Suddenly his mouth moved from her, trailing kisses down her neck. Kale followed the line of her chest, finding his way to her hard, pink nipple. Gently he sucked as his hand moved between her legs. She was hot and wet agaist his palm. Starting near her ass he stroked anlong her length, massaging her clit with his finger tip as he moved over it. Ceri could feel the heat between her legs, building and making her squirm against his experienced hands.

He continued to rub with his thumb as he slipped his finger inside. Ceri let out a small gasp followed but a moan as he slowly worked in and out. Kale smiled as her hips rocked in time with his finger. He slipped in his second finger, taking his thumb off her clit. She grabbed him and pulled him up for a kiss, the pain in her side making her let go. Kale kissed her quickly and moved back down, past her chest to the wetness between her legs. The sweet muskly smell of her was intocicating. It aroused him, his heart pounding with want.

"Don't stop." She whispered as his tongue traced her most intimate area. Kale took long, heavy strokes, making her pant and buck against him. Quickly his tongue flicked back and forth over her clit. She could feel the electricity running through her body as release approched.

Kale heard tearing fabric as her claws ripped through the sheet. Just as she was about to finish he stopped.

"Don't, please dont stop." She panted. Heat washed over her body. He playfully licked again, making her back arch as her need for him filled her senses. Kale smiled seductively as he pulled off his pants. Violet eyes glided down his body, taking in the muscled lines of flesh. Her gaze settled on his fully errect penis. Black scales, matching his wings, covered the base, fading into his skin towards his stomach. She reached out and stroked them, they were smooth against her finger tips. Kale moaned agaist her touch. Slowly she closed her hand around the base, stroking his length. She liked they way it made her feel, they way he was now looking at her. Pleading.

Gently he took her wrist and pulled her hand away, pressing the head of his cock to her hot silt. She trembled with the sensations it sent though her. Slowly he pushed, letting just his head work its way inside. Ceri gasped beneth him, grabbing his arms. She flinched momentarily as the movement shifted her rib. Inch, by inch Kale worked his long, thick cock inside her. Feeling her tight hot pussy grip him. With a thrust he sheathed himself in her. She panted beneth him, sweat starting to bead on her chest. He leaned down, and licked it off as he pumped in and out of her. She moaned louder, almost to the point of screaming as he drove himself deeper and harder than before. Ceri twisted in extacy beneth him, ramming her hips into his. Her tight wall clamped down as she peaked, digging her claws into his arm. Blood ran onto the bed.

Faster he drove into her, grabbing her hips and pulling himself deeper. She bucked against him, throwing herself into the rythim. He could feel himself getting near. Whit hot need clouded his senses. All he wanted was her. Violet eyes locked on to his as she screamed and moaned. Kale leaned back, taking her legs and hooking them over his shoulders. Ceri released his arms and reached up to brace herself agains the head board with both hands. Kale shifted his weight so he was driving up from beneth her. Hot bliss rolled through her body. Ceri had no other word than Kale, the bed, and the feeling of her blood racing through her body. Long, deep, deliberate stroked threatened to take her over the edge. She threw her hips down, driving herself on to him. She was even tighter in this position and Kale could tell she was close. He drove in agian and again, deeper, faster, harder. He teetered on the edge, his need for her building in him until he was almost at break point. With one final thrust she climaxed, arching against the bed as her inner muscles convulsed. Her body went ridgid beneth him as he filled her with hot cum. Ceri could feel him pouring into her. She shuddered beneth him as he thrust again, letting her drain every last milky drop from him. He panted against her.

They both jumped as there was a knock at the door. Kale pulled out of her, picking up his pants and pulling them on. Ceri pulled the balnket over her, covering her naked body. The door swung open, unbidden. The black haired woman from the dungeon stepped through.

"Come." Her unseeing eyes bore into Kale. Ceri could feel their eyrie gaze from across the room.

"She is not ready for him yet. She is to be mine for months more. She's not ready." Kale stood fast, but there was no mistaking the pleading tone that crept into his voice. Ceri felt fear leech into her.

The woman shook her head, her eyes never moving from him. "Not her. You." She smiled eyeing his bleeding arms. "Master wants old toy."

Kale turned to Ceri, tears and fear in his eyes. The color drained from is face as he whispered something she couldn't hear.

Forgive me, for I may not return...