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It wasn't apparent I had been holding my breath until I let it out. Master Evan had come in andsprawled out beside me. He looked up into my face and noticed the tears. Before I could doanything else he had scooped me up and was walking toward Master Damien. I saw the rest of myowners coming toward us.
"Is it ill, Evan?" Master Damien asked under his breath looking down at me.
Before I could answer Master Evan quietly told him I had been making tears again. I was surprisedthey remembered the word.
"I'm sorry, Master Damien," I whispered to him, "another man touched me and it scared me. I don'tlike it when other men touch me. Please, make him stop, Masters."
Looking at the tent, Master Damien sighed and spoke. "That other man will be one of your Keeperswhen we are called out. We will return the favor by keeping their slave when they are unavailable.He will not harm you and he is permitted to touch you... when he keeps you."
"Now he just seems to be trying to rile Damien," Master Bane smirked.
"You did take a point from him, brother," Master Kein said referring to the game and evidentlyfinding humor in the situation.
"And this gives him a right to touch what is ours?" Master Damien asked stroking the tears from mycheek.
The other men's faces darkened at the thought and I knew they agreed with Master Damien.
"Evan talk to Stayne and remind him of the rules. Tell him he will not like my reminder," MasterDamien ordered.
Master Evan sat my feet on the ground and I followed him back to the tent. He told the other mannot to touch what wasn't his. The other man, Stayne, acted mock surprised. The two of them jokedfor several minutes about what Master Damien would do if he kept it up. Stayne did relent fairlyquickly which made me think everyone must have a healthy respect for Master Damien.
The rest of the game was uneventful. I think my owners won, but I couldn't be sure. Being closer tothe action didn't help me understand it any better.
After the game we walked back into the bath house. I was wondering why they even botheredhaving a shower in their quarters, so I asked them.
"More questions, Ciara?" Master Bane laughed at me.
"Convenience," Master Damien answered, "they are a nicety and a sign of our stature, but we preferthe bath house."
I washed Master Damien as usual. Once he was done, Master Kein slid in front of me on the benchalong the wall. We sat in a shallow part of the pool. Almost everyone was in the deeper water, so italmost felt like we were alone.
I ran the cloth over Master Kein's body and noticed there were a lot fewer scars. His shading wasalso different. Where Master Damien had thin barely visible stripes of gold and golden brown,Master Kein's stripes were thicker and darker.
"You don't have as many scars as your brother, Master Kein," I commented.
"Perhaps I am a better fighter," he said teasingly pulling me to sit and straddle his lap.
I continued to bathe him and ended up wrapping my legs around his waist. His length started toharden between us. I tried to continue the conversation to distract him.
"You are a better fighter than Master Damien, Master Kein?" I asked.
I had seen first hand what Master Damien could do, I never wanted to see it again.
He laughed outright at me and ran his hands boldly over my body. "I am someone that sits quietlyand attacks with stealth, Ciara. My brothers each have a skill, that is mine. Damien is much better athand to hand combat than I am."
"Your coloring is different, Master Kein," I said running a finger along his chest over a particularlydark line.
"Better for camouflage, Ciara," he answered watching as I traced the marks.
"You hunt things, Master?" I asked touching down his arm.
The muscles slid under my fingers and I was reminded how strong he probably was, how strongthey all were.
"So curious," he murmured, "about everything. Yes, I hunt things, Ciara."
"What kind of things do you hunt, Master Kein?"
His golden brown eyes appraised me as I rubbed the cloth over his neck and shoulders.
"Other men when they are lost or when they have attacked the village. Sometimes I hunt game toeat for dinner," he said pulling me tight against him.
Master Kein was getting excited as I sat on his lap. His cock was pressed between the folds of mysex. The gentle currents in the pool had me shifting up and down, sliding along his length. In an
attempt to stop the inevitable, I tried to disentangle my legs from around him.
Master Kein clucked his tongue and me and placed a hand on each thigh. "I am comfortable, Ciara.Keep your legs wrapped around me," he commanded, "I wish to explore you."
He started with my mouth. Hesitantly, he traced my lips with his fingers. Considering what he hadalready put in my mouth his shyness was unnecessary and I told him that.
"Always so brazen," he mused slipping a finger between my lips.
I laved the flesh like it was his cock even touching my teeth to the tip. I gave each finger the sametreatment. His breathing hissed in and out watching me.
Master Kein's hands examined every piece of me he could reach. His touch was meticulous andthorough. He spent many minutes touching the weight of my breasts in the water. Combined withthe sensation of his shaft rubbing up and down between my lower lips, I felt like I was on fire. Myhands wound in the hair at the back of his neck, underwater my hips had started to shift restlesslyagainst him.
"May I kiss you, Master Kein?" I asked him hesitantly.
He thought for a moment and told me I could. I started with his neck, kissing and sucking thesensitive skin under his ear.
"You are tasting me, as Evan has, although never with this reaction," he moaned.
"It is a kiss, not a taste, Master," I whispered in his ear and softly nipped at the lobe.
Eventually, I made it to his mouth. I kissed his lips softly and he copied my motions. It was a slowprocess, but I taught him how to kiss me. He was an avid learner and I enjoyed practicing with him.
When a second warm male body press against my back I arched and moaned. Master Bane's chesthair tickled my back as he pushed his hands down my arms.
"Brother," he addressed Master Kein, "take it to the sitting area."
I was moved and picked up out of the water. The lust that had clouded my vision for the last severalminutes faded. I realized how close I had come to begging Master Kein to have sex with me in themiddle of the pool. Wrapping my arms around him I buried my face in his chest. I was reallyembarrassed.
"You can release me now, Ciara," Master Kein laughed.
I let go of his neck and he lay me down on soft pillows. I sat up and looked around. We were insidethe little alcove where they laid their clothes in the bathhouse. Master Damien, Master Evan, andChristof were already there lounging.
Master Bane followed Master Kein and I inside. Master Bane looked like the cat that ate the canary.
"So, brothers, have they asked you already? I have been offered enough for two slaves," he saidgrinning.
A roar went up in the tiny room. The men were slapping each other on the back and laughing. I wasconfused and looked at Master Damien, who was looking pointedly at me.
"We did not pay your asking price, Ciara," he said.
It's one thing to feel like you aren't worth anything, it's another thing to be told it. I dropped my head.
"We bid a great deal more, luckily. That display you and my brother just put on in the pool hasreignited the bidding. We have been offered an enormous fund to sell you," he finished.
"Are you going to-" I stopped myself from finishing the question.
They had said they wouldn't, I prayed they wouldn't. The panic had to written all over my face.
Master Evan's eyes were mischievous again. "It would pay us back for all the money to the healer,brother," he said.
I couldn't stop myself. My hand, of it's own accord, reached out and swatted his thigh lightly.Realizing my mistake I tried to pull it back, but Master Evan had it. He used it to drag me onto hislap.
I struggled with him and ended up laying down, pinned between him and the wall. My heart washammering in my ears when I looked into his blazing blue eyes. My stomach turned and Iswallowed the vomit back down.
"If I wasn't afraid of you getting ill again I would take you back to the posts, slave," Master Evan saidmenacingly.novelbin
"Forgive it, brother," Christof said.
Master Evan's eyes softened and he released me, allowing me to sit up.
"I'm sorry, Master Evan, that was foolish of me. Thank you, Master Christof," I said.
My stomach had revolted during the wrestling match and I didn't feel so good. I wouldn't have donewell at the posts. I continued to look at the ground and tried to breath through the nausea.
"You will not strike us, Ciara," Master Damien said. "Tell me you understand this."
"Yes, Masters, I apologize. I will not strike you," I said watching the floor and holding my quiveringstomach.
A bit of the root from the bag was at my lips a moment later. I took it gratefully from Master Evan'sfingers. He stroked my back as my stomach settled.
"It's a good thing I interrupted you, Kein. Imagine what would have happened if you had jostled ittoo much in the pool," Master Bane laughed.
"No one is to use Ciara this night," Master Damien said looking me over. "It will rest, so it is welltomorrow."
I was grateful to Master Damien, throwing up in the middle of sex seemed disgusting.
The next day was weird. I was woken, cleaned, fed, and dressed. Much to my dismay the littleaddition was once again put in my bottom.
The men all dressed in tough looking outfits with their crests prominently displayed. They strappedthemselves with a terrifying variety of weapons. I kneeled on my little pad in the bedroom andwatched with wide eyes. It looked like they were going to war.
After they were done getting ready they walked with me outside to the walkway. A pad was floatingin mid air, resting next to the walkway by our door. A man stood on the floating pad behind whatmust have been a small control panel. He greeted my companions.
Master Damien instructed me to follow him. The railing at the edge of the walkway swung out toallow us to get onto the pad. Being afraid of heights I made a scene about stepping onto it. MasterEvan unceremoniously slung me over his shoulder. I took my first ride upside down and screamingwith my eyes shut tight.
As the pad lowered to the ground I felt the movement and howled. It felt like my stomach was beingleft behind. When I opened my eyes and saw the ground I bolted off Master Evan's shoulder and
jumped down backing away from the awful contraption. Wind was billowing up from beneath theplatform, I figured that must be what kept it up.