Your Pedestal

Click... Click... Click...

Terror seizes your entire body as you hear the Queen's heels betray her presence at the base of your platform. You lock you knees and feel your breath catch in your throat. You become intently aware of the heat from the spotlight above your naked body and the room begins to spin before your fluttering eyes.

Unlock those knees! Remember to breath! You recall Mistress Jades words from your training weeks before.

You make the slight adjustments and the world regains into focus. You try not to think about what would happen had you fallen off the pedestal with your wrists still cuffed behind you. The whistling noise clears from within your ears and you can hear Mistress Jade midway through her description of you for the Queen below.

"Areli is 18 years old. She was from the latest shipment that is from the furthest reaches of the outer worlds. It took over 100 years for her to be transported to Red 9-"

"My goodness... have we really resorted to sending the slavers out that far for viable females?"

"It IS difficult to believe, my Queen... However, Areli will be a unique addition to the harem. You can see she is a delicate little thing. A mere 5'2" tall and at 102 lbs. She has beautiful long red hair that will surely be pleasing to master-"

"Surely," the Queen repeats with disgust.

"Her skin is gold and kissed with freckles... Her breasts are only an A-cup, but like Yoshino, they have the foundation that will accept more ample augmentation after her collaring..."

Please let me not be an "Heir Maker." Please let Coraline to have been the other heredisfactorem. You wish silently.

"She is the other heredisfactorem."

Your heart sinks and you feel tears about to escape your eyes. Somehow you manage to stop them with a hoarse gulp. You remain staring ahead. Not betraying the flood of your emotions.

"Good," the Queen interrupts but with a tone that doesn't sound as if she believes it. "Master will be most pleased. Mistress Jade, see to it that these three remain better than the last girl. I'd hate for you to have to explain to master why I exiled two girls from the initiate class... let alone one of the Heir Makers."

"Yes, my Queen. Tonight they will be sent for preparation for the collaring ceremony"