Chapter #7Little boy by: Unknown You crouch down and start chatting to the children asking them how they are and what they most want. You speak first to a young boy who acted timid and somewhat strange as if worried about saying the wrong thing in front of the other children, specificly the girls. It was then that you noticed that there was only two boys amungst the group, this young one in front of you and an older one standing across the room. He looked too old to be in this nursery, thirteen maybe a couple years older. Facing down he looked up from his brow at you, as if watching expectantly as somthing unfolds.
"Who is he?" you ask.
"Jheria, is the chosen companion for all the mothers in waiting.." the older girl to your right blurts out and points off to your left where you now notice several very young and very pregnant girls are standing.
Almas hushes the older girl, giving her a scolding look and motioning with her eyes for the girl to leave.
"What do you mean by companion?" you look away from the pregnant girls and back at the male named Jheria who's reaction to the word companion was that of a big grin.
"Well, what did you mean?" you say, looking back to the girl but find that she is gone.
"Pardon her Master, she is young and talking silly,,silly like girls tend to be." Almas said and then told the children the visit was over.
All the children except for the boy Jheria let out moans as Almas gathered and led them away leaving just you and the boy there in the room.
Rising to your feet you walk towards the young man extending your hand out to shake his. "So you are Jheria."
His hand boldly meets yours in a surprisingly strong and overly firm handshake. "Quite a grip you have there son." you say and sense an agressiveness to his look and stance.
"I am strong and allways win at the fights!" he said, lowering his voice as if wanting to sound more intimidating.
"What fights might that be?"
"Wrestlling, I am champion thus far!" he said boldly.
"Well, I bet you are pretty good.." you nodd
"Master, why don't you let the boy show you? He doesn't normally have anyone here to match with." Almas returned to the room. "There's planty of room here in the open on this rug.." she said as she drug the table and chairs off to the side.
The boy was looking you straight on as if ready to jump at the challange. "Sure, why not. I was pretty good in the day." you say, taking off your coat and folding your sleeves back.
"Let me take that for you master." Almas said, taking your coat and laying it on the chair. Then she went over to Jheria and whispered somthing in his ear. As she did she slipped the amulet into his pocket.
"Hey, no cheating.." you say jokingly.
"Oh never master, was just wishing him luck." She said and winked at Jheria who nodded back at her grinning.
And so it went, once, twice and third time you take the young agressor into a tight hold at which he is totally helpless.
"I am not used to those moves, but I learn quickly!" Jheria said and lunged at you.
Feeling you had humilliated the boy enough, you decide to let him take hold of you and make it appear that he has you locked.
But even as you do he still doesn't make a good enough hold and you can't help but let out a little giggle. "You have to use both hands!" you say as he squirms to hold you.
To your surprise he says "Do you submit to me?!"
You are overtaken by such a question as that he hardly has a hold of you and say in complete jest and giggling. "Yes I submit, you are my master..."
The exact second your sentense ends, he swings his other arm around holding the covered medallion in his palm and skillfully manages to deliver it under your shirt against the skin of your chest.
You feel a sharp electrical shock at your chest and then traveling outwards from head to toe. Your ears are ringing so loud but you manage to hear the boy and Almas clapping and saying things. Things like She will make a good breeder.
The ringing gets louder and the room begins to spin,,and spin.....and you black out.
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