CHAPTER ONE
She quietly entered the dark manor after a long night out in a neighboring village, freezing the moment the large door closed behind her. Something was wrong…she could sense it with every ounce of her being. Only an occasional torch lit the way, but her eyes were accustomed to the dark, and she quickly made her way into the main room.
On the table before the fire were two wine glasses…a tiny bit of dark red liquid remaining in the bottom of each…and the stain of a familiar red lipstick caught her eye on one of them. She quickly shed her black cloak, tossing it on the sofa in haste.
"RAYE!" she called out as she turned on her heels and concentrated…allowing her senses to guide her through the house…practically running down the stairs and into the dungeon. She cringed at the site awaiting her…there was Raye, her lovely sweet Raye, chained, facing the cold dungeon wall, her clothing stripped from her lovely body, several long red whelps across her thighs, back and buttocks…her head down as she wept softly.
"Damn him, DAMN HIM", the raven-haired beauty spat as she moved quickly to Raye's side.
Raye's head popped up instantly…"Oh… Jade…Jade…I'm ok...truly." but she let out a little yelp of pain as Jade released the chains, letting the blonde's arms fall freely to her side.
"Good God, Raye, how long have you been down here"
She didn't even wait for an answer as she helped Raye up the narrow dungeon steps and then again up another flight of stairs, into a cozy bedroom and onto the bed. Jade disappeared only long enough to find some healing salve, then spent the next half hour soothing and calming Raye until sleep finally overcame her. Jade knew the marks would have healed very quickly, even without the salve. But that did not ease her anger with him.
Jade moved to the window…only a couple more hours until the sun would be up. She had to prepare herself for the battle that would take place when he returned home. She glanced back at the sleeping figure once more then closed her eyes as she allowed her forehead to press against the cool glass…and the memories came…
She had been a proper young girl who had grown bored with the life her parents had insisted she live, and was constantly sneaking out of their manor late at night to meet up with young gentlemen from the village who fancied her company. She always teased them mercifully, but never actually let them taste of her pleasures, despite a few close calls.
But all that changed one night when she met him…an older, more sophisticated, wealthy stranger who had seduced her properly, until she had slowly fallen in love with him. She knew that he was different…VERY different…but he had cast such a spell over her heart, mind and soul, she knew she would follow him even to the ends of the earth.
Their first night of passion was like a dream to Jade. She had felt drawn to him and his bed that night by a deep desire she had never felt before. His dark eyes had been hypnotizing as he undressed her, revealing her beauty and loveliness. His strong hands caressed every inch of her until she lay whimpering, almost begging him to take her.
Despite his tenderness, there had been a moment of pain shoot through her virgin body as he deflowered her. But he gently kissed her tears away and took her to heights of passion she never knew existed. As she lay trembling in his arms afterwards, he had placed the gold ankh around her slender neck, telling her she would be his for all of eternity. "All of eternity", she had echoed his words softly, liking how they sounded, before truly understanding what they meant.
He had trained her in the ways of his life…of her new life. She soon learned of his dominating powers, and his constant struggle to make her his submissive slave was both exciting and troubling to her in those early years. But her spirit was very strong, and much to his dismay, she never truly submitted to him. She became stronger then he ever intended her to become.
It was several years later when he had brought Raye home one evening, pushing the young, frightened girl into Jade's arms, leaving them both stunned and surprised.
"This young pet needs us, Jade…she needs you, mostly. Take her…and make her like us. She will be great company to us, and will be your pet always. Isn't she lovely?" and he stroked the girl's golden locks as if she were a doll he had just bought in a store.
As it turned out, he had been right about that. Jade and Raye had become lovers that night after hours of talking and drinking wine on the fur rug before the fire. Jade was very tender as she explored the body of a young woman for the first time…finally quenching a curiosity she had felt deep inside for some time. Raye was very beautiful, and very responsive, and submitted herself easily…to Jade…and to her way of life.
He had, of course, observed them from a distance and had been very pleased. He had made his way to the fire after watching them make love, and bent to kiss Jade, and then Raye…placing an ankh around Raye's neck that matched the one he and Jade wore.
After that, the three of them had moved from village to village, living lavishly on his money, but never staying long enough to cause suspicion. He would often take both beauties into His bed, enjoying the pleasures that most men only dream of. He also enjoyed moments alone with each girl. He delighted in Raye's submissiveness, while enjoying the challenge that Jade still presented to him. She had become quite the aggressive, sometimes even angry, lover. His back would often have the marks of her long fingernails, to prove it.
But more often than not, it was Raye and Jade who spent hours together. They shared something very special, and Jade had vowed to always protect the sweet and submissive Raye.
She sensed his presence even before she heard the door downstairs slam closed. She shook her head to clear it from the memories, moved over to the bed and pulled the blanket around Raye, then moved downstairs quietly and quickly and found him standing before the fire. He spoke to her without turning to face her.
"Hello, Jade. I trust your evening was fruitful?"
She practically growled at him in anger. "How DARE you do that to Raye again, Vincent!"
He turned quickly and was in front of her face in one second, his cold dark eyes staring intently into hers as he grabbed her arms and held her in place.
"How dare I?…HOW DARE I???" and his cold lips came crashing down on hers. She was strong, but her strength did not begin to match his, and he raped her mouth over and over as he pressed his body against hers, enjoying her struggles immensely. In seconds he had her pinned against the cold wall, his hands roughly kneading the swell of one breast, while pressing his manhood against her mound.
Her struggling continued, but it did not even slow him down. Until finally, and quite suddenly, he released her, pushing her away forcefully, laughing evilly as he moved to his chair by the fire. She was furious, her chest rising and falling as she glared at him.
"When are you going to learn who is Master here, Jade? You do not tell me what I can or cannot do. You…and Raye…belong to ME. Never forget that, my sweet."
Jade had composed herself quickly, her voice now steady and sure as she spoke. "Not forever, Vincent. I vow to you…not forever."
He only laughed again, and started to correct her. But his gaze moved to the window and he only smiled at her. "Come along, my dear. The morn is almost upon us. Go get Raye and meet me downstairs."
He was gone in a flash. Jade wanted nothing more than to get Raye and escape the hold he had on them. But she knew she could not do that. Not yet. One glance out the window told her she did not even have time to think about it right now. She quickly went upstairs to wake the sleeping beauty, and they went down to the dungeon to join Vincent.
He was there, waiting with a wicked little smile. He grabbed Raye's arms, insisting she sleep with him, much to Jades dismay. But there was no time to argue, as they settled into their coffins and closed the lids…loud squeaks echoing through the old dungeon.