You have the bait, now set the trap

"Secure that bitch," you tell Djuba, nodding at Sasha's limp body. "We have other hens to catch." He grins fiercely, skillfully binding the girl's kicking legs together and then once more around her calves. The leather harness straps he brought from the barn look good wrapped around Sasha's slender ankles and you wonder briefly if he brought enough for the others.

You turn your attention back to the serving girl.

"You see what happens to a woman who displeases us?" Mayelle's eyes flicker once again to the streaks of cum that cover Sasha's body and the bloody smear on her young mistress' white thigh, she swallows nervously and nods silently.

"Call your Mistress and Lady Adele." You instruct the trembling girl, "tell them that Lady Sasha is hurt and to come quick. Sound panicked, scream, but get them down here. Do this and you will live. Fail and you will die, but you will not die slowly. Do you understand?" The frightened girl nods, her eyes wide as she looks at your merciless face.

"I'll do it, I promise," she murmurs. "Just don't hurt me, I'll do everything you say."

You search her face, seeking any sign of deceit but see nothing but honest fear. You nod, and push her into a main room, pointing her towards the stairs as Djuba drags Sasha in and dumps her naked body on the carpet. He grins at you, his teeth gleaming in his dark face.

You point Mayelle to the stairs and gesture her to begin, while you and Djuba step back out of sight. It has been a long time since you were on a hunt, but your instincts are still sure.

"Mistress! Mistress Tarla come quickly! Lady Sasha has been hurt!" the maid screams. "Lady Adele! Mistress! She's hurt terribly! Oh Please Come Quickly!"

She keeps shrieking and you hear the sounds of consternation and raised female voices from upstairs, then the clatter of feet descending.

"What is it Mayelle? What's going on?" You hear the imperious voice that trembles with fear from upstairs, and you give a feral smile at the success of your plan. You'd recognize Mistress Tarla's strident tone anywhere, and the sound of her slippered feet racing down the steps confirms that she is heading into your arms.

"She's hurt bad. Mistress! Terribly bad! Oh, Come Quickly!" Mayelle screams, her voice getting more frantic as the sounds of descending footsteps quickens. You tense your strong body and see Djuba do the same, waiting to spring the trap.