A CITY OF RUINS

The sound of the cartwheel moving silently shoved into her hearings, she was down with tears in her eyes and chains in her hands. Without a doubt, she's earned a new name, a new status. *Slave.*

She doesn't know what her fate is, or what happens next but at the moment she had decided to accept whatever comes her way, there's no point in fighting it.

Also, the dream she had, revived again in her head, got her thinking how ridiculous, things are turning out for her, the man she almost got laid within her dreams turns out to be the architect of her problems.

"Adia" Vetta who was sited right by her side called. She signaled to her with her eyebrows towards the other cart where her father was held in with other villagers.

"We will be fine right? I can't die now." Vetta asked desperately.

"Why do you care so much about yourself at this moment, your mother, Simone, and even Veronica the ones you claimed to love are not here are they? yet you don't seem to care." Adia responded icily which kept Vetta's mouth shut abruptly.

"By the way, you should be prepared because have never heard of slaves that lived to tell sweet tales about their life, it's life or dies now," Adia added.

"That's true, we are nothing but slaves now."

"What other word do you have for it?"

Tears forcefully slipped it's way out of Vetta's eyes with Adia's word. She needs to accept her fate now, they are all slaves.

"They all look so scary, will I survive this?" Vetta said in disdain.

"We have to wait and see." She stated and paused for a while as she bobbed her head towards one of the soldiers staring with contempt.

"And make sure to avoid these men. As you know, because we are women that makes us vulnerable." Adia stated and Vetta only nodded to her words.

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As time passes by, the day grew dark and the enemy had settled at a place and made their camp. Vetta and I with some other girls in the cart were tied down with chains at one corner with a bonfire close to us, to keep us on watch.

I must admit, I wish for nothing but to stab these men in their chest and rib their hearts off their chest, that I truly wish for but what choice do I have than to keep silent and accept my fate.

Resentment surged through my heart but that would be later, we need to survive this first. I took a look at Vetta who was so lost in thought. *This is all my fault.* I reminisced.

If I had accepted early and she had escaped with Veronica, maybe she will be in a better place now.

Soon, I could hear the murmuring of these vulgar men, it was more like whispering and their look seems like they needed something. They were three in numbers with their swords and one of them holding a key.

"Lord Nazarack knows of this right?" One of the men asked.

"Of course he does but, who cares if he doesn't... we work harder than him for this and the only compliment we can get is to satisfy ourselves," The other one with the key said.

"Why are you so afraid of this low animal calling himself lord? I bet I can handle him in fighting combat without the interference of his guards." The last one boasted with confidence and this time they were already next to me.

I looked at Vetta in a haste and noticed she's already in a deep sleep together with the rest.

"They all look fresh and untouched, I wish to have all of them if the dark lord grants me." The one with the key said. I gave a closer look and realized he was the one staring earlier today while still in the cart.

Without a second doubt, I knew the meaning of their words.

"Grants you? the only thing you can do and not regret is having them all you want tonight, like you said they seem untouched so down there will tightly welcome me in." He said with a growl and they all laughed it off effortlessly.

This time, Vetta and the other girls were already awoken by their presence.

"Stay calm girls, we are not going to hurt you..." He said with a mocking grin. He touched my hair and I stiffened by it.

"Please, what are you trying to do?" Vetta asked innocently but what she got instead was a sharp blade drawn towards her neck.

"If you still value your life, you will do as we told you." The one with the key said and free our shackles.

My tears left me feeling purged but ruptured, what would my cries do now anyways.

I had been suspecting earlier on, why we had to be separated from the other villagers in this secluded area, these three animals had it all planned. I thought.

There's no going back, no one to save us from the animalistic lust they are going to satisfy tonight.

Vetta and the other girls were shivering by the presence of the sword, even, if we are going to outnumber them as we are 5 in numbers, their swords and their hefty body will ultimately lead us to death.

There's no way we are fighting these men. not in this state. I shivered at the thought.

They freed us from our shackles and led us deep into the woods. Their eyes were blaring in obscene desires, it was so repulsive.

"Strip yourself." He instructed but we stood our ground, our heads bowed down.

"I won't repeat myself." He half yelled and without delay, we yield to their demands.

"But, that girl." One of them said pointing towards me.

I had thought, what again?

"What about her?" The other two questioned

"Seems like lord Nazarack is interested in her, he instructed us not to touch her, she belongs to him."

"So he claimed and he shall be damned, I don't care about what he thinks, it's not like he would know about this." The one with the key replied.

"Let's get to it." Without hesitation they charged at us like a hungry lion on a hunt, it was predatory. In seconds our clothes were torn into pieces.

"Leave me! please stop!" One of the girls pleaded.

Poor! A slap was what ensured instead.

"Do not resist it you belong to me tonight!" He said vulgarly and got her completely naked as her b**$t bounced out. I looked away from her, this will be me in the next few seconds I thought.

Resistance and moans followed, I remained stagnant in a position and watch as he stripped me naked.

My mind went afflux, have never laid with any man, no man has ever seen me naked. I promised my father to make him proud but this is the result of it all.

I swallowed my pride and dipped my head as he took in my left b**$t in his mouth roughly, it felt strange and uncouth, my back was forced on the ground and I let my tears flow to my cheeks. As he continue his deed, I felt his fingers towards my inner part, he was so rough as he rubbed it vigorously. he alone took me, devoured me...

I had no time to think about Vetta and her cries, I knew how much she detest men, how much she hated making love to them, I knew how much she must be hurting because that wasn't Veronica.

I knew how disgusted she would feel because she will be losing her pride to unrefined men, I couldn't protect her nor myself.

At that moment I accepted my fate and spread my legs to make it less hurtful, he released his hard rod and placed it at my entrance...

He was going to defile me, I sensed his wants for me, he was going to take away my pride but when I heard his roar that would move a mountain I thought maybe he wasn't the architect of my problems but rather my savior.

"HOW! DARE! YOU! DEFY ME!" He made a loud growl and they all trembled.

"Lord Nazarack." The one who was about to lay with me said and took off immediately.

"Yes, am your lord, Nazarack if you have a little fear, just a little fear for that name, when I said she shouldn't be touched, she belonged to me, you will do well to obey me, but you dare? you touched her! I care not what you do to others, but not her! For this, you shall meet your death here." He said with so much authority and within a blink of an eye, he raised his sword and stab him right in the middle.

The man splurted out blood, it splashed on me and him too but instead, he looked at me, smiled and it was almost predatory, his beautiful eyes belayed danger and brutality.

Surely, he should be feared, the handsome dark lord is nothing but a monster on a leash!

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