Escalina - Part One
Note: These characters are property of their owners. Please do not redistribute, edit, or claim as your own. Escalina, Marie, Pirigrim Took, Kitsune © Katherine Martin Escalina ---Part One--- Smack! "You will not disobey me no matter how important you think you are, slave!" The kitsune male stood over his slave now that his paw had caused her to hit the ground. "Please, don't do this, not now. I beg it of you, master Took," whimpered the heavily pregnant slave on the ground, lightly caressing her cheek. "I apologize for not finishing my chores. My body won't let me anymore." Yet again did his paw come down and strike her face, a hard kick accompanying his paw this time, connecting with her belly. A rather loud yelp escaped her maw as foot and stomach met, causing tears to spring to her eyes. "Did I ask for an excuse, filth?" Yet again his paw came up. Marie cowered as Pirigrim's paw came up into the air. She quickly murmured, "Please... I will have no excuse for lack of work soon--maybe even tonight. For the babe, I beg you to stop. I beg for your mercy." His paw came down now and Pirigrim scoffed. His body turned to face the opposite direction and with his paw he shooed her from his presence. "Like I give a damn if it even survives? And just to prove it I'm taking away your next three meals; dinner, breakfast, and tomorrow's dinner. If you cannot finish your chores tomorrow you'll get the same punishment tacked on to whatever punishment you are still undergoing along with a beating. And the next day the amount of meals you are to be deprived of and the beatings you are to receive will be doubled. Do it again and I will kill you and that child personally." The fox was obviously close to crying by the strain in her voice. She slowly moved to stand. "Yes s-sir... But, sir, wh-what abou--" His paw struck her to the ground again. She yelped, whimpering afterward. "You haven't learned at all, have you, vomit? What do you get for back-talking?" "Th-the whip, s-sir." "And how many times?" came his voice. "As many as it takes to please you, s-sir." His head nodded in approval, "Go get undressed and bring me the whip. No... Wait. I've changed my mind." She tried to cover her maw in attempts to hide a sob. He continued after a pause. "Bring the chain whip." Her sob now choked through and she turned, running for the door. "Did I dismiss you, slime?" He had heard her footsteps. She stopped at the doors, flattening her ears and cowering some. "No... I..." "Another thirty lashes. Instead of just a chain whipping I want you to now meet me in your chains, with the whip, in the nude. Don't leave me waiting or I will double what I already have in mind." She said nothing; just waited. "So maybe you CAN learn after all. You are dismissed." Marie left the room in a hurry, running past an almost identical female waiting outside the door. The female followed in pursuit, soon frowning in worry. Once the kitsune stopped she was within her chambers and closing the door behind her, letting her tears go all of a sudden. "Marie, I heard you cry out in pain, came, and waited for you. Let me help you, sister...," came a soft voice from the other side of the door. It was the female. Marie stepped forward to leave the door to be opened by her twin. She wasted no time in beginning to undress. She was already loosening the lace in the back of her gown. Her sister, Kitsune, stepped through silently and pulled back her fiery red locks of hair. Marie continued to undress, sliding off her gown and starting on the slip beneath. "He did it again, didn't he?" Kitsune stepped around, catching sight of her sister's body as the slip came off and hit the floor. Kitsune gasped, "How in the Hell does he..!" There was bruising already on the rounded stomach, taking shape to Pirigrim's boot. Kitsune was turning as red as her long hair. Marie reached forward and put her paw over her sister's maw. It failed its shushing purpose. "How does he ever expect this child to survive when he beats you around like this?! Your child was due weeks ago already!" Marie reached back and unclasped her bra, sliding it off of her shoulders and letting it fell to the pile with the slip and gown. Then did the same with her panties. Now she headed for the table by her bed. "This child is going to come into this world banged up for as hard and often he strains, hits, and kicks you! I mean--" As Marie pulled the thin chain whip out of the drawer Kitsune stopped to the sound of the cold metal links. Apparently she too had seen its wrath. "You can't go. The baby won't make it. Let me go instead." And with a soft purple glow, by the time Marie turned around, she was facing an exact copy of herself; stomach and all. Kitsunes were shifters' they shifted their body at will. "Please, I deserve it. I disobeyed. He must lash me and take away my meals so I will learn to be good. It's always been that way and you know it." "That child will not survive..." Marie turned, headed out the door. "Sometimes I wonder if I will... And if the child does he will be very stubborn, strong willed, and must have an unbreakable soul to survive what it's already being dealt." Kitsune said nothing. "Or..." "If the child will even live long if it survives?" questioned Kitsune. Marie spoke in her sleep and when a question was asked Marie's every thought was spilled on it until her own talking woke her. It was a bad habit and Kitsune had heard all of this before through that manner. "Yes," replied Marie, leaving the room. "I will return." And the doors shut behind her. Kitsune murmured as she shifted back to her own set of looks. "And to think she once loved him even after he raped her and gave her this burden.." Kitsune reached down for the slip and gown, cleaning up and waiting for Marie's return. "Then again... He paid for us.. He owns us all. Our offspring are his toys and market.." Kitsune sighed. * * *
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- * * Maybe half an hour later Marie's yelps and screams of pain could be heard echoing through the desolate hallways and went on for another hour or so. The many slaves kept within this mansion wept and felt pity for her for she was loved in almost all the other slave's hearts for her strong will and caring heart. besides, not even they got treatments such as these when they carried the master's children. Once the screams and cries died down the sound of the whip was left. Crack. Crack. Crack. Against Marie's flesh. And once that died down, Marie was left there. * * *
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- * * Eventually, Kitsune begun to grow very worried of her sister's absence. Since their room was on the opposite side of the mansion, she hadn't heard her sister's screams. Finally, Kitsune went out to find her sister, traveling down the many halls and chambers. Marie slowly tried to stand in her chains, blind by the blood running out of her indigo hair. The blood that pooled beneath her made this difficult. Slowly, the door to the chambers opened and Marie flinched, pinning her large ears back. 'He's back,' she told herself. Kitsune gasped loudly, rushing to the chains where a bleeding Marie was trying her hardest to stand on the slippery cobblestone flooring beneath her. "Marie!" "Kitsune...," murmured Marie, loosing what footing she had. Kitsune rushed forward, kneeled down, and begun unclasping Marie's wrists and laid her back against the wall. She then undid the shackles around Marie's ankles. Kitsune wasted no time picking up Marie and heading to their room. From the room Kitsune walked through another door and into the bathroom. Kitsune laid Marie down in the bathtub. "Thank you, Kitsune," murmured Marie. "Mhmm," came a reply. Kitsune reached over and turned on the water, making over Marie's legs and Marie winced. But Kitsune rolled something between her fingers, frowning. It felt like grains of sand. "What did he put on your wounds?" Did he really care? "Salt." Never mind. "Bastard..." Kitsune continued to wash until Marie was clean and the blood-stained water gone. Now it was clear that a chain whip had left gashes on Marie's body. All over; including her face, chest, back, arms and legs, and sensitive stomach. Kitsune was growing very angry as she lifted Marie out of the bathtub and laid her in bed. That's when Kitsune walked over to the room's heater and retrieved two towels she'd laid there to warm while Marie was gone. She returned with them and where a towel was brushed over Marie to dry her it absorbed the leftover droplets of water; drying her. Now an antibiotic ointment was retrieved out of the nightstand's drawer and rubbed lightly onto the many gashes and wounds that had been placed upon Marie's body. Kitsune took extra care around the stomach and face. Then the ones that needed it were bandaged so Marie had time to let them soak up the ointment before she had to take them off in the morning to make herself 'presentable' in frount of the Master. "Thanks again, Kitsune." Marie was now covered with a blanket and aware that Kitsune had gone to the other side of the bed and crawled up close against Marie. As the twins lay there, Kitsune placed a paw upon Marie's belly. "Is it still...alive, Marie?" Marie nodded. "And I think we'll get to see him face-to-face tonight." Kitsune smiled, "I'd like that." "So would I.. I do hope I have a son so the master cannot give him a burden like I have been given. He's always harsher on women, for some reason.. It's never made sense to me." Kitsune sighed and nodded, nuzzling into her twin's side once more, slowly falling asleep as Marie did. * * *
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- * * A sharp pain woke Marie with a start and her paw instinctively moved to her belly. Kitsune jumped with a start at Marie's cry. "Marie? What is it?" "It's the... baby," whimpered Marie. Now Kitsune ran her paw to her sister's belly and noticed the sheets below were wet. Kitsune's eyes widened. "Your water..!" Marie nodded as Kitsune jumped up and headed into the bathroom, returning with a few towels under her arm to see Marie tossing the blankets off of her and hanging her feet over the edge of the bed, her face cringing. "Like we planned?" whined Marie. Kitsune nodded back to her sister, smiling comfortingly. "Yeah.. Like we planned." And Kitsune kneeled down between her sister's knees, patting one in attempts to comfort Marie. It was indeed time and the two seemed to be able to work through the birth of Marie's first child. After a few hours of labor and hard work a baby's cry filled the room. Marie had gone to the bathroom and brought back a bowl of warm water to wash the black coated babe as it cried and Marie, with Kitsune's help, had retired to the bathroom to wash herself while Kitsune changed the bedding. A very tired Marie had emerged from the bathroom and looked at Kitsune with a soft smile. Once she sat down, she reached for a small fur blanket she had kept again in he nightstand, laid it out on her lap, and smiled to Kitsune again. "Let me see my son, Kitsune..?" Kitsune shook her head and this is where Marie frowned. "Why.. can't I?" As Kitsune handed the baby to her sister she smirked lightly, "Because you don't have a son. You have a daughter." The little girl was laid in her mother's lap and she whined once more before beginning to cry. Marie had made it clear she refused to accept a little girl because of their lifestyle. Now she was handed one. She frowned. "Sister, it's still your baby, either way." Kitsune knew what the problem was. "You must care and love her.." Marie nodded and smiled, wrapping the babe within the folds of the warm, brown pelt. The babe was then cradled close to Marie's chest as she begun to feed the small babe to get the girl to stop crying. "She.. needs a name. We know what the master would call her and I refuse to acknowledge her in such a manner." Kitsune nodded. The master's favorite pet name for any of his slave's was always along the lines of 'vomit.' It just happened to be his favorite and all the slaves were called that more then once. "How about... Ebon?" "Ebon?" "Yes, it's short for the color of her coat. And it sounds kind of cute." Kitsune lightly sat down and nudged Marie. "I know you wanted your 'son' to be named Evan. But that doesn't really suit a little girl. It just sounds alike as well." Marie shook her head. "I like your way of thinking, but.. I've always enjoyed the name Escalina." Kitsune stopped and frowned, "You're kidding... Right? You're going to name her after tha--" Marie cut her off with, "I'm not kidding. Escalina will be her name. And she is a full-bred kitsune so she should only gain more respect that way." Marie felt she had to give her daughter something to be proud about or the little fox would never truly feel pride with a lifestyle like this. Kitsune just nodded, but her face gave the obvious impression of disgust and had had that look since the name was given to the girl. "Alright.." Kitsune slid down in the blankets, rolling over from her sister, and closing her eyes. Marie simply frowned and waited for little Escalina to finish before laying the girl between her mother and aunt. She then lay down herself and pulled the girl close to her chest. "Sorry, Kitsune..," whispered Marie, closing her eyes and reaching slumber soon after.