Slaver

“I must apologize deeply for this rude behavior.”

The official addressed Cassandra while wearing a gas mask. I was given none such privilege and had to cover my mouth and nose with a cloth.

“It's fine, let's just get this over with”, the huntress waved impatiently.

“Certainly. But first allow me to congratulate you on your splendid second round victory. Your prize money of 800 Gold coins has already been wired to your fighter’s pass. Furthermore, as Mr. Beta gave up...”

“Yes, yes, Install Safety Orders, custom protocol 3.”

“Suddenly, a sharp pain assaulted my head. It was considerably less severe then what I felt mere minutes ago, but still rather unpleasant.

“I see you are well accustomed to the procedure. Do you wish to sell your ****?”

Cassandra laughed at that.

“Very well. In that case I wish you all the best for the remainder of the tournament.”

That got a chuckle out of her too, as we both exited the office.

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“Keep that cloth over your nose”, Cassandra barked. “And walk a few steps behind me. If you made me waste an antidote on you, you better believe I let you suffer for an hour first.”

I followed behind Cassandra in sullen silence as we made our way back to the dorm via the fighters way. “Why wasn’t Ben affected by your poison?”, I finally asked.

Cassandra didn’t even bother to look back at me. “You better get that habit of asking questions out of your system fast. You’re a **** now, boy. Act like one.”

“He’s in on it right?”, I growled. “This whole damn tournament is corrupt.”

At this point Cassandra’s voice reached an almost amused cadence. “Clever boy. Who told you?”

“The witch Beatrice”, I answered, not necessarily out of my own volition. “Your next opponent.”

The huntress laughed at that. “Yeah, fat chance of that. I'm not fighting that fucking witch.”

That reminded me, I still had the black box. I had to use it, if only for Aiju's sake. I grabbed it, tried to tear the seal off and...screamed. Something akin to an electric shock **** me to my knees.

The commotion caused Cassandra to stop in her tracks and turn around. “Ho... tried to attack me, eh?” Cassandra still sounded more amused then offended. “Guess you just learned why that’s a stupid idea.”

“I wanted to open this box”, I blurted out. “The witch Beatrice gave it to me for use in the battle!” Why did I just say that?

“Did she now? That scheming bitch. Give it to me.”

I had **** but to hand it over.

Cassandra studied the small black object with great interest. “Boy. Do you have any idea what that is?”

“N-no”, I answered truthfully. “I never opened it.”

“That's a fucking Devil box. That thing summons a devil.”

“A devil...”, I repeated the word dumbfounded.

“I'm sure even you know how devils work. You got one wish, but the price is your soul.”

“M-my soul.” Beatrice wanted me to lose my soul? But why? This was all extremely overwhelming, all I could do was stutter.

Cassandra nodded while stowing the box away. “Yeah, you got pretty lucky that you didn't use it. Whatever happens to you now, I'd wager it beats losing your soul.”

“What will happen to me?”, I asked cautiously, as I slowly got back on my feet.

Cassandra shrugged and started walking again. “Should be pretty obvious. I'm going to sell you. Same as the little Kitty.”

“N-No!” I raised my voice. “Leave Aiju out of it! She has nothing to do with this!”

“Should have thought of that before, boy. Actually, why didn't you release her?”

A pang of guilt hit me “I...I wanted to but she... she refused”, I explained weakly.

“A ****, bound with a spell of absolute obedience, refused you.” The huntress smirked. “Well, good for me anyways! Always nice to get two slaves for the price of one.”

“No, please...” I pleaded. “Not Aiju...she...she doesn’t deserve this...”

“Oh, shut up, already.”, Cassandra barked annoyed.

My mouth did exactly that. All I could do was follow my master in silence.

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Any hope that Aiju might have escaped before I uttered that order was squashed when the elevator doors opened

She made it outside the room, I thought grimly. But this entire place was riddled with magic visions, such as the one on top of the elevator.

I cursed my own worthlessness. Why didn’t I account for this? Why didn’t I take more precautions?

“Mari lost?”, Aiju asked, looking at the two of us with a curious look in her eyes.

Cassandra nodded. “Damn right he did, so now you belong to me.”

Aijuka responded by lunging at Cassandra.

“Tell her to stop”, Cassandra commanded cooly.

“Aiju stop. N-No, Breathe. Stay away from her! You get sick!”, I fumbled over my words.

“You haven't given her the safety Orders? Wow, you sure are a moron.” Cassandra let out an annoyed sigh. “Tell the kitty she has to obey me.”

I tried with every fiber of my being to refuse, but it was utterly pointless. “Aiju, you have to obey Cassandra.”

“No!” Aijuka screamed. “I won't!”

Cassandra ignored the outburst. “Install Safety Orders, custom protocol 3.”

Aiju clutched her head, as the all too familiar pain assaulted her. I felt horrible.

“And finally”, Cassandra addressed me again. “You aren't allowed to give any orders to her. Alright, that should do it”, Cassandra stretched herself. “Lets go to your room. I need to take a shower. Gotta wash that poison away. In the meantime gather up all your belongings.”

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“Wuhu! What a great haul!” Cassandra laughed while lazing around naked on my bed, shaking my coin pouch. There where only 22 gold in there from my victories in the qualifiers but Cassandra took it anyways as well as my fighter pass, dirks and clothes I was amazed that I was even allowed to still keep my boxer-shorts on. “All in all I will make about 3000 Gold coins this year. Awesome! Being a slaver is the best!”

It goes without saying that Aiju and myself where less then thrilled and looked on in sullen silence. We tried to leave while she was showering but we couldn't. The safety order forces you to act in the best interest of your master, even if such an order was not explicitly given.

“Anyways”, Cassandra began addressing us once more. “Time to inspect the goods. Strip, you two.”

Of course there wasn't much to undress with both of us. Without hesitation I slipped out of my shorts and stood naked before her.

Cassandra gazed upon my body with the cool eyes of a professional. “I see, about average as far as male fighters go. Not particularly well endowed. But that’s fine. With your face a penis on the smaller size is preferable.” She stood up and started to stroke my dick.

I gasped and tried to defend myself, but as expected my feeble attempts did nothing to hinder her molesting.

Aiju did not like that and started another attempt at attacking Cassandra only to fall to the ground screaming.

“Not exactly the brightest of the bunch are you? Well, you’re a Galmon, after all”, Cassandra scoffed while casually working my shaft. “Usually I wouldn't mind having you learn through pain, but knowing how stubborn you kitties are: No more attacking me period.”

“Will kill you”, Aiju hissed. “Will absolutely kill you!”

Cassandra wasn't impressed and seemingly more occupied with watching my dick grew in size. “You can speak again, I guess. Any questions?”

I decided to ask the obvious question. “Who are you going to sell us to?”

“No idea. You two will be auctioned off on the blackmarket. Tournament participants fetch a high price, even if they lost in the early rounds. Especially males.” Once my dick had reached its peak, Cassandra moved from the front to the backside, giving my butt a tight squeeze. “Nice, very firm. Perfect for pegging. Let me revise my earlier assessment. Your body is above average. Your gonna make your new master very happy. Virgin?”

“N-No”, I was **** to admit. “I..we did it last night.”

“Fuck”, Cassandra cursed. “Ah well, when anyone asked you never had sex in your life. Not much, I can do about the cat though...”

“In that case, please just let her go.”, I pleaded once more. “Isn't it enough that you have me?”

“No! Want to stay with Mari!”, Aijuka intervened right away.

The huntress squeezed my erect dick painfully. “Will you stop with your whining already? Get it through your thick skull, I will sell the cat. Even if she’s damaged goods, I get an easy 300 Gold coins for her. Who would throw that kind of money away?”

I wasn’t intimidated. “Don't you have enough already? This is enough money to last you for years, you greedy bitch!”

Cassandra scoffed at that. “It's barely enough to cover the risk. In case you have forgotten, you where pretty eager to turn me into a **** as well. Would you have freed me if our positions where reversed?”

“I...No, I wouldn't.”

“Thought so.” Cassandra sneered. “So, don't give me this hypocritical bullshit. You know exactly what you signed up for. Hell, If I where in your position you would happily **** me right about now.”

“Your wrong”, I argued back. “I only wanted to stop you from enslaving more people.”

“Oh this is rich! A hero of justice!” Cassandra howled with laughter. “You newbies always think it's that easy. You lucked through the qualifiers and think you got this. Even if an opponent is too strong, just don't surrender and it will be fiiiiiine. Well, guess what, boy, there are monsters here who devour such naive idealists.”

“You are the monster”, I spat at her.

“Better a monster then a ****.” Cassandra gave my dick a final good flick and got up. “Remain in your room until I call you. You are free to order some food. We are moving out in the evening. Go for one last fuck or whatever. Just make sure you are ready and showered by five.”

And with that she left.