Bleak Future

The voices that filled the market were so loud. People were excited over having conquered Zamitia, the Kingdom that's been at war with Ruva for years. People were praising the current Kings ability to plan, not knowing that he used dirty tactic's. That he had actually bombed civilian's to distract from the battlefield. They didn't know that their king was a monster.

The people of Zamitia were treated like rodents after the war ended a few months ago. Getting rounded up like livestock and sold off to Kingdoms that still allowed slavery. An those who couldn't be sold off legally were either killed or sold on a black market for sex trafficking or to test drugs on. That's what Emilia was at the market for.

Being born with green eyes, made Emilia a hot commodity in the Ruva Empire. She was deemed beautiful and would be considered so if she had not been born in Zamitia. So, she has deemed a disgusting mix of blood instead. Which, she was. Before the war, her father came from Ruva and met her mother. The pair lived together for a time, having Emi before he fled because of the war. The coward didn't want to be caught up in the danger.

"Hey! Wake up you stupid piece of shit!" The loud voice of the man who had imprisoned Emi shouted as he banged on the cage that held her. Cowering in the back corner of her little cage that filled the stall, Emi slowly opened her eyes and looked up at the man. He gave her a small scowl before he walked along to the other caged people. Making sure that they were awake before turning out towards the street. Then, he went on to yell about the beautiful slaves he caught recently, trying to sell off Emi and the other young girls he had.

Nolan had never really cared for what was morally right or wrong. It wasn't his fault that some were born into a less than ideal way of life. Nolan had been born into royalty, the heir to the throne of Ruva. Even the lowest of his kingdom suffered and at times, Nolan was known to step in and offer his aid. Not because he cared to but because he knew that he needed to at least keep up some sort of good image. The people knew he was a strong man that did not take no for an answer, that just didn't mean anything though. Nothing like that had happened on the battlefield. Nolan had been merciless in his efforts to win the war and win, Nolan had done exactly that.

It was one of the rare occasions that Nolan decided to step out into the markets because he was feeling in a rather good mood and he'd gotten word that quite a few slaves had recently been imported. Nolan couldn't resist the thought, wondering if there was a slave that he could bring into his home. The last one had managed to piss him off and Nolan had simply... disposed of her. She wasn't worth enough to him, to keep around.

Nolan kept a few weapons on his body so he didn't bother with any guards as he made his way through the streets. Most people knew who he was but steered clear for it was obvious in the wa that he walked that he was on some sort of mission. And he was. His eyes narrowed slightly as he made his way through the market, a sick little smirk settling on his features as he heard the telltale shouts of a slave merchant His feet carried him toward the man.

THe man seemed flustered when he noticed just who walked into his booth but Nolan paid no mind to the man as he started moving through the cages. Nolan didn't linger at any until he came to a stop in front of Emilia's cage. Nolan whistled as he knelt slowly. He snapped his fingers, pointing toward the front of the cage indicating he wanted her to move closer so that he could get a better look at her. "Don't make me ask again, girl," he voice was rough,a hard edge daring her to disobey him.

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Closing her eyes again, Emilia did her best to try and ignore the man who she's come to know as Mr.Murphy as he yelled at everyone. His tone wasn't very pleasant to hear and she was pretty sure he never brushed his teeth either. Like every time he yelled in her face, it smelled of rotten eggs or stale wine. Disgusting old man.

Hearing a whistle, Emi opened her eyes and glanced up. Her lips moving into a slight frown as she saw a man standing in front of her cage. Rolling her eyes at his command, Emi was about to just turn her head from him, but one look from Murphy was enough to tell her that this guy wasn't someone she should ignore. So, despite her want to just ignore the man and the world around her, she scooted a little bit closer.

Bright green eyes looked at the man who was in front of the cage. Eyeing her like she was a piece of meat. Emi's eyes glancing towards Mr.Murphy's as he came over to speak to whoever this man was. "She's got pretty eyes, doesn't she?" He said, bending over to stare at her like she was a dog in the pound that was looking for it's forever home. "My men picked her up in Macao, the old capital." The man started, then continuing with. "She tries to fight, but she's honestly a coward. Not very strong." At that, Emi scowled and leaned back a little bit as she kicked the front of her cage.

Then, she crossed her arms over her bra clad chest and looked away. She didn't care if this guy was dangerous, Mr.Murphy was going to piss her off. So, she didn't want to listen anymore. She wasn't weak, she just, wasn't very good at fighting.

A laugh escaped from Mr.Murphy at Emi's attempt at rebellion. "She still needs to be tamed, my apology."

Nolan's lips parted as he let out a sharp laugh as Emilia kicked out at the front of her cage. "How adorable," he purred, his attention focused solely on the girl in front of him. He pushed to his feet, only half listening to the older man beside him. "She thinks that she'll be able to anything against either of us?" Nolan couldn't help btu laugh again, his shoulders moving with the action. Nolan shook his head, glancing over to Mr.Murphy.

"If she is foolish enough to think that her little attitude will stop anything from happening.." Nolan trailed off, already enjoying the idea of taming the woman in front of him. She would fight at first, Nolan was sure, but she would crumble beneath his fist. There was no one that would try to help her, there was no one who would dare try to stop him.

"Take her out. I want to see a better look at her," Nolan instructed the merchant. He stepped back to allow Mr.Murphy to do as he had said, smirking at the girl tried to struggle. He couldn't be sure but he thought that she had likely been starved, on the skinnier side as Murphy forced her to Nolan.

Nolan's eyes found Murphy's for a minute. "Do nothing."

That was the only instruction he gave the merchant before he turned back toward Emilia. "Let's just be very clear about my expections. You are coming with me today. You can fight if you'd like but you won't like what I do to you if you disobey me," Nolan's voice was hard as he glared at her.

"Take your bra off. Display yourself for me."

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Squeezing her eyes closed, Emilia did her best to ignore the men outside of her cage. She wished them away, wanting nothing from them. She hoped that by simply imagining them gone, that it would happen. The man who had shown interest in her simply got bored and wondered away, sadly, it seemed like her kick had just intrigued him more.

When Mr.Murphy asked to bring her out, Emi's eyes snapped open and she looked at the men in shock. Her head shook back and forth as she tried to scoot back, although it wasn't very far. Meaning that Mr.Murphy could easily grab her leg and drag her out. The fast movement of the pull leaving the back of her skin red from the moment.

A small whimper escaped from Emi as she was forced in front of the man. Mr.Murphy behind her. Doing her best to keep her rebellion going, Emi didn't meet the man in front of her's eyes. She didn't want to listen to a thing he said to her, she refused to go with him. She knew what would happen if she did. She'd be forced to do something disgusting and then she'd be killed. She much rather die with her pride.

So, with that thought in mind, Emi slowly raised her gaze after a moment. Her expression hard, showing she wasn't very happy. Sure, she was clad in short shorts that barely covered her ass and a bra that was a few sizes too small, but she still was a woman. An with that, she simply did what anyone would have done when asked to undress in public. She slapped him, as hard as she could across the face. A simple "No," Escaping from her.

Nolan's head snapped to the side and he let out a dry laugh. He worked his jaw for a moment, not even turning back toward the pair in front of him right away. Slowly though, Nolan turned, his features darkening as he fixed Mr. Murphy with a glare. His anger, while not focused on the man, had Murphy shrinking beneath his gaze, sputtering out empty apologies that meant nothing to Nolan. Wordlessly, Nolan produced a few silver coins and dropped them on the ground. It was all that he would pay, he had no intention of negotiating and it seemed that Murphy understood that as well.

Reaching out, Nolan's hand set on Emilia's shoulder. For a moment, it was all he did before he started pushing on her. He didn't stop until she was forced to her knees. Nolan leaned down, his fingers tightening on her chin.

"Murphy, a rope. Now," Nolan growled the words, his displeasure becoming more and more evident the longer that he stared into Emilia's eyes. He straightened when a rope was produced, jerking Emilia's wrists forward. He tied them together in front of her, leaving a bit of the rope hanging so that he could keep a tight grip on her as they moved through the streets.

"And to think that I had meant to just inspect my new slave... now everyone will get to see you," Nolan purred. He produced a pocket knife from his side, pressing a button that produced the blade from the body of the knife. Wordlessly, he reached forward and cut the straps of her bra before tearing it from her body, the clasps snapping against her skin as they broke.

Nolan straightened then, yanking on the end of the rope. "Tell me, girl. Have you ever laid with another before?" He asked, tilting his head to the side.

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As soon as her hand had made contact with the man's cheek, she knew that she had made a big mistake. Her eyes widened as her lips parted ever so slightly. She had no idea how she should react at the moment, only able to slowly bring her hand back and hold then to her chest as she watched the man.

Slowly, Emi gulped as she felt the man place his hand on her shoulder. Whimpering ever so slightly as he pushed her to the ground with such force. She felt like she was going to lose her arm or something. Her bright green eyes stared back at Nolan's, tears slowly forming in them as she heard his words. She didn't want that, she didn't want any of this.

"No," Emilia said quietly as she had no energy to fight back. The lack of food she's had to result in her voice being quieter than how she would have liked for it to be. "No, please. Please, I'm sorry." She squeaked out as she watched that dressed pocket knife of his being pulled out and opened.

Trying to shrink in on herself was all that Emi was able to do as she felt the man cut the straps of her bra. Then whimpering again as he pulled it from her body, the hooks in the back pressing hard against her back before snapping like a rubber band against her bare and frail skin. "Ah." She squeaked out before forcing herself to her knees as he yanked on the ropes.

Tears welled in her eyes as she felt the eyes of people outside of the stall looking in on her. "N-no, sir," Emi said quietly, bringing her arms up to try and cover her chest. Her eyes squeezed shut as she lowered her head. "I have never laid with a man before."

Nolan let out a low growl when Emilia tried to cover her chest. He gave a sharp jerk on her wrists, sneering as she all but fell forward to the ground. He knew that she would likely be filthy but he didn't care one bit or another. She had slapped him, she had directly disobeyed an order that he had given her. If she thought that there was any sort of chance that she could wiggle herself out of the trouble that she had just found herself in, she was sorely mistaken.

Humming at her answer, Nolan turned toward the front of the stall. He didn't bother to pay any attention to the stares that Emilia's naked form was receiving. He knew that she was likely shamed but he didn't care,, it was all part of her punishment. Nolan smirked to himself as he made his way through the streets, toward the mansion that he called home. There were many guest homes around the property to house guests but the main building belonged to him.

"How sorry are you?" Nolan prodded at the young girl, a sick little smirk settled on his features as he glanced back toward her as they neared the front of the home. "So many people saw those tits... so many people will probably think about them tonight," he teased, turning toward her as he stopped at the bottom of the stairs that led up to the home.

"But.." he trailed off, reaching up to cup her breast. He squeezed, pinching her nipple between his thumb and forefinger. "I'm the only one that gets to play with your tight, little body."

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Humiliation washed over Emilia like a tidal wave. Moving through the crowd, her hands tied in front of her. She could feel the eyes on her, her bare chest out in the open for the world to see. The man in front of her not caring to think about what she was going through. What she was feeling at the moment.

Closing her eyes, Emi did her best to hold back the tears that were threatening to fall. The could feel her breathing becoming ragged as she walked. A walk of shame, like what prisoners in the old day would do before they were executed. Right now, what's what Emi wished she was walking to, her death. Although, in a sense, she was.

"I'm extremely sorry," Emi said quietly as she opened her eyes. Her gaze focusing on the cobblestones she now walked on compared to the dirt of the market where they just were. Glancing up, Emi felt her skin pale further as she noticed the mansion that they were heading to. Not many could afford that place. As far as she knew, only the rich could afford to live in such a place.

Shifting her gaze back towards the man in front of her, Emi slowed her pace until she stopped a few steps away from him. His words making her feel uncomfortable as he talked about her body. Her gaze slowly shifted away as she tried to not let him affect her. Then, as he grabbed her and started to toy with her body, a small squeak escaped from her as she felt the jolt of pain at being pinched on such a sensitive part of her body. "P-please don't," Emi mumbled quietly as she did her best to fight the urge to pull away from his hold on her breast. "I'm scared."

Admitting one's weakness was a sense of strength, at least. That's what her mother always told her. Emi didn't know how much she believed that saying, but, she had hoped that it'd make her feel better at this moment. It didn't.

"Extremely sorry?" Nolan mocked as he tilted his head to the side, raising an eyebrow. he smirked at her, not acknowledging her statement about being scared. She should be, as far as he was concerned. He wasn't about to let her get off free after he slapped her, in front of a merchant no less. The merchant was a nobody, not someone he cared about but it was his reputation being damaged that he was not going to continue to allow. Nolan wondered if Emilia even realized who he was but it didn't really mean anything at all because he wasn't going to stop until he was satisfied that she was properly punished.

"See, funny thing about that is I don't really think you are," Nolan said as he started dragging her toward the mansion. He turned away from her, his smirk returning as he pushed the door open. Nolan stepped inside, jerking her forward until she fell on her knees in front of him. He kicked the door shut behind him before he moved so that he was standing in front of her.

"How about," Nolan paused, running his tongue over his bottom lip. "Let's play a little game, hm?" HE said, tilting his head to the side as he studied the woman beneath him.

"I'll give you a headstart. If you find my bedroom before I catch you, I won't touch you tonight. I'll even help you bath and feed you. You'll rest better tonight than you have since the war began," Nolan explained the little game. He started to kick off his boots, knowing that a servant would put them away so he didn't really care where they landed.

Nolan cleared his throat, "Five... four.."

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Fear started to fill Emilia to the brim. She was terrified of what this man could possibly do to her, of not being able to fight back. She was terrified because she knew that no one would try to help her. All because she was born in the wrong place and had the wrong colored eyes.

Tears started to slowly fall from Emi's bright green eyes as she felt the man tugging her forward once more. The rope on her wrists causing her to chaff a little bit and she was pretty sure that some rope burn was being left behind. "Ow." She mumbled quietly, before allowing for a small sniffle to escape from her as she followed after the man. Doing her best to not shake like a leaf.

"Ah." Emi squeaked as she was pulled forward and fell onto her knees. Her hands reached out to try and cushion her fall. Raising her head as the man started to speak to her. Emi could feel her blood running cold. He wasn't suggesting anything, he was forcing her to play along to his sick little game.

Taking in a ragged breath, Emi didn't say anything to the man as she quickly gathered up the rope on her wrists and made a run for it. She didn't know where she was, or if any of the servants here would help her, but Emi knew she needed to either find this guys bedroom, or she needed to find an escape. And if she found the ladder, then she just hoped he'd keep his end of the deal.

Covering her bare chest as she ran, Emi tried to pant as quietly as she could. Her eyes looking back and forth as she tried to figure out what room could possibly be his, or a way to escape. Her eyes kept glancing back as well as she tried to keep from his sight. Scared of what he could possibly do if he caught her before she could try and win the game. Emi opened and closed the doors that she passed, finding multiple guest rooms, offices, libraries, and storage rooms, but one of them looked fancy enough to be this guys bedroom.

Nolan called out the numbers louder as he moved toward zero, wanting Emilia to be well aware of what was coming her way. His door was locked, there was no way that she could possibly get inside without him. There was no feasible way that she could possibly win this game but that didn't mean he had to let her know that little secret. It was his and his alone to know. Nolan took his time as he started after Emilia, knowing full well that known of the servants would be foolish enough to try and help her. They knew that if they did, Nolan's anger could very well end up directed toward them and that wasn't what any of them wanted. Nolan tried to remind his staff that if they behaved, that he wouldn't have to punish them. He held to that deal with his servants because they seemed to work a lot harder if they knew they wouldn't be punished.

"Darling, where are you?" Nolan called as he moved through the house. His head was cocked to the side, listening to the sounds of her footsteps. Emilia was being surprisingly quiet but Nolan had trained to be a soldier; that fought alongside his men because it always seemed to inspire them.

"Maybe if you come out now.. if you present yourself, I might be inclined to reward you. If you decide to give in," Nolan called, a sick little smirk settling on his features. "What would you prefer as a reward?"

"A bath? A warm meal? A comfortable bed to lie in?" Nolan said, his face scrunching a bit. He thought that he was nearing where Emilia was but he was going to give her the chance to better her luck. If she decided to come to him, Nolan thought he could reward her. Show her that if she behaved, she might have the chance at living a better life. But Nolan would dangle that possibility in front of her every chance that he had.

"Or do you want to pray that you can find my room before I find you?"

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Another storage room, another failed attempt to find the door that could lead to the man's bedroom. "Damn it." Emi mumbled quietly as she rested her head against the wooden door. Her hand on the handle tightening as she tried to hold back her frusteration. She couldn't find his room, she had no idea where it was.

At the sound of the mans voice, Emi breathed in deeply through her nose and froze. Her bright green eyes looking around for a place to hide. As he sounded close. Although, the worlds that met her ears were sending waves of mixed signals through her mind. Present herself to him, what did he mean by that? Just showing up?

Slowly, Emi's grip on the door loosened. The thought of a meal, a bath, a comfortable bed. Those were all things that she missed. It's been months since she's had any of that. The dirt under her nails had dirt. She couldn't remember what her original hair color was, the dark brown that she had now or a lighter brown color with strands on blonde. She couldn't remember. It could of all been a dream for all she knew.

As much as she hated it, as much as she wanted to keep running. Wanting to get as far away from the man who bought her as she could. Her stomach was in control, and the possibility of a meal was to good to pass up.

So, with a heavy heart. Emilia turned towards where she heard Nolan's voice and walked towards him. Her head hung low and her arms still covering her bare chest. "How do I, present myself to you?" Emi asked quietly, fidgeting back and forth ever so slightly as she wondered if just standing there would be enough for the man in front of her.

Nolan turned toward Emilia's direction, his smirk remaining on his features as he watched Emilia move in front of him. To be honest, he was surprised that she obeyed his order. His eyes narrowed a bit. If she thought that she was going to be rewarded so handsomely when he didn't know just how well she was going to behave, she had another thing coming. Nolan remembered her kicking at her cage, he remembered her refusal to take off her bra, he remembered her slapping him.

"Tsktsk," Nolan scolded her lowly, shaking his head. "Presenting is on your knees with your legs spread, your hands palm up," Nolan explained in a low voice. He glared down at her, reaching out to grab the rope that hung from her wrists.

"Why don't I show you my room?" Nolan said, his voice keeping the hard edge as he turned and started for the stairs that led up to the second floor. His master room was in the back of the room, overlooking the backyard where the pool was. He smirked as he unlocked the door before shoving it open so that he could step out of the way for Emilia to step inside.

His gaze turned venomous as he kicked the door shut behind him.

"Tell me. You disrespected me repeatedly. Didn't listen to me, you chose to raise a hand to me. So," Nolan started, running his tongue over his bottom lip. He simply wanted to watch her squirm. "What reason do I have to reward you, hm? Because you've been nothing but a problem. Do you know what happens to problems, hm?"

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The way the man explained what presenting to him meant sent chills down her spine. Emi didn't want to do that, it sounded vile. She wasn't a prostitute or some easily influenced vixen. No, she was a good girl, she was a nerd, she didn't do that sort of thing. She felt disgusted just thinking of doing something like that to the man that was in front of her. Much less someone she thought she'd care about.

"W-what?" Emi mumbled quietly, confused and a little panicked as he mentioned his bedroom. Her lips turned down into a deep frown, her head shaking a little bit as she tried to pull away from his grip. Although, he was to strong for her and Emi had no choice but to follow him, like a lost puppy or something weird like that.

The whole time Emi was being led towards the mans room, her eyes looked around. Trying to figure out where the hell he was taking her. She could of sworn she looked here, so, why didn't she find it? She couldn't of just walked past a fancy bedroom, right? Wrong, she had walked past it because it was locked.

As the man opened the door, Emi felt her blood cool. "No...." she mumbled quietly, her whole body shaking slightly as she was pulled into the room. "Please no." Emi mumbled quietly as she closed her eyes and prayed that she'd live for another day.

Entering the room, Emi stopped a few steps in and slowly turned towards him. Her head low as she prayed that she didn't do anything more to upset him. As it seemed like she had already done that earlier. "You deal with them?" Emi mumbled quietly,

"No? Please, no?" Nolan mocked as he raised his voice to match hers. He grinned down at her, his back straightening a bit. "How do you think I felt when you slapped me earlier, hm? Do you think that I wanted you to do that?" He asked, leaning down just enough to grab her chin. He grinned as he forced her to look up at him. HIs eyes narrowed as he leaned forward until his nose was practically brushing against hers.

"Because let me tell you," Nolan paused, his voice dropping so low that Emilia would have to strain to hear him. "I didn't like that one bit. In fact, it actually really upset me. It hurt me, you know? And," he went silent as he dragged in a breathe between his teeth. "And I just don't think it's fair for me to take that without making sure you suffer as well. It's just.. not fair.." he trailed off, raising his hand and backhanding her before she even knew what was going on.

Nolan dropped the rope in his hands, shoving Emilia's shoulder so that she would fall backward. He brought his foot back before he kicked her in the side. Sneering down at her, Nolan reached down and dragged her up by the fist in her hair.

"So you might complain about one thing or another tonight but.. consider it a reminder that if you ever raise your hand to me again, it's going to be a lot worse for you," Nolan growled, yanking down Emilia's panties in one, swift movement.

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A small whimper escaped from Emilia as her chin was grabbed. Everything was happening so suddenly that she didn't know how to respond. Her shaking body, the tears in her eyes. And now the stinging in her cheek. It all happened in a blur. The slap was sudden, and at first, didn't feel like anything. Then, when he pushed her, that was when it started to sting.

A scream escaped from Emilia as she felt the kick in her side. She desperately wanted to curl into a ball. To try and run away from him. To find a place to hide so that she could cry in peace, but no. It seemed like the man in front of her was a total mad man. Doing so much more to her then she'd done to him. A simple slap shouldn't have caused this much pain to her.

"N-no...." Emi squeaked out as she raised her hands to grasp onto his hand that was in her hair. She tried to hold his hand down more, to lessen the ache he was causing her to feel. Then another whimper escaped from her as he tore the panties she was wearing clean off like they were nothing. Leaving her bare to his eyes, not hiding a single thing from him.

"P-please, I'll do anything. Just stop hurting me." Emi mumbled quietly as she tried to hold back the tears that were forming in her eyes, Her head aching as she tried to not let out a pained sob because of the pain that he was inflicting on her.

"No? Just stop hurting you?" Nolan mocked as he rolled his eyes, shaking his head. He fixed Emilia with a hard look, surprised that she even had the courage to demand such a thing from him. He wondered if she had pieced together who he was yet. Wondered if she realized that he was the king - that he answered to no one. Not a single person could tell him what to do or how to do it. Including what he should or shouldn't do to Emilia as punishment for putting her hands on him. No one had ever gotten away with it before and certainly, Emilia wasn't going to be the first.

"Anything?" Nolan asked, grinding his hips toward into hers. He smirked when she shuddered, running his tongue over his bottom lip. "Okay," he answered simply as he dropped his hand from Emilia's hair. He took a slight step backward, holding his hands out to his sides. "Go on then. Do something that'll convince me not to hurt you."

Nolan stood back, his attention focused solely on the woman in front of him. He couldn't help but smirk, reaching down to palm himself through his jeans. "But let me just go ahead and warn you now. If you don't please me... you're just going to suffer even more. So for your sake, I hope that you are smart enough to please me," he growled, reaching out to brush his fingertips against the back of her thigh.

"Go on," Nolan prodded, wanting to see exactly what she was willing to do for him.