Year 1894
Awoken by the sound of rain and thunder, Sharriah woke up, the lightening became so loud she stood up, sitting on the floor. She looked at the cell in which she was trapped in a cell, with the little window, which was attached to the wall. The room which was enclosed with wall of stone and the smaller window which prevents her from escaping, for the past eight years, four months and three days.
The room have always been so congested, that she hardly breathes well sometimes, the room was both congested with the smell of rats and sweats and dirts from herself and the other slaves.
She heard a noise from the other end of the building and she stood up, walking towards the Lines of the railing, she saw that one of the slaves was been dragged, maybe for one of their purposes, she shook her head wondering how she had coped for eight years and how she was going to escape, she have been trying to escape for a long time, but it never seemed to happen.
She was captured and brought here, she tried escaping the second day after witnessing the assault done to one of the slaves, she remembered the punishment they gave her, they stripped her naked, tied her back on the table and flogged her with wires and irons, that was the worst days of her life, but it will sound foolish to say that the punishment never stopped her from trying again, instead it motivated her to leave the god damned forsaken hole.
She tried running away numerous times and sometimes locked in the confinement room.
Walking back to the room, she sat down on the floor which have a piece of clothing which she was lucky to get and lie down on the hard floor, sitting down she kept her head down thinking of ways to escape again.
"Thinking of a way to escape again"
She heard a voice from the other cell said, Envaline have been a long term cell slave neighbor and she have helped her cope through all the torture she had faced while growing up, a smile stretching out on my face.
"Don't you think is wise to leave this god damned forsaken place"
She said standing up and walking towards Envaline cell.
"I really wanna leave here you know, but you tried escaping but have been caught and totured numerously, the only way you can try escaping is been sold as a SLAVE who might give you a more dangerous life or a good life, but the chances of getting a good life is minimal."
She said reminding her of the stories she was been told about slaves who have been sold to their master and were forcefully assaulted or killed if they did not oblige to their orders. As she was about to talk, she heard a voice coming outside their cell room, instantly, they stopped talking.
"This Wednesday is gonna be a black market trade, and the warden have ordered that all the slaves from 18 to 22 should be taken care of"
The guards at the door whispered to them selves.
Sharriah looked up at Envaline, a smile creeping out from her face, finally, she was going to be free, either from bondage or more bondage.
"You heard them"
She asked Envaline,
"I'm not deaf, remember I'm a witch."
Envaline said, in a low tone, no one knew what Envaline was, likewise her, they kept their identity hidden.
"I hope we are chosen, especially by good masters."
Envaline said getting dreamy, but Sharriah pinched her quickly, quickly stopping her day dreaming imaginations.
"Do you think there are good slaves masters, no sane person will come to buy human being and use them at their own free will."
Sharriah said.....
"There are no good slave masters, if eventually I get sold, I will escape"
Sharriah said again, calculating her plan. Envaline stared at her friend, all she could see was failed escapades.
"Do you believe in mate."
Envaline asked, Sharriah stared at Envaline, absolutely shocked at her question.
She thought for a moment, she wasn't sure she believed in mate.....
"Yes I believe in mate, but I don't believe that for myself, my wolf had been locked up for long, so I don't think I will find mine, since I don't have my own free, I have been sold."
Sharriah said, that was the pure truth.
As Envaline was about to reply back, two guards open the door of their cells, quickly entering the cells, they dragged them out from their cells.
When they stepped outside, they saw other slaves inmates, they realized that they are not less than eighteen to twenty two years.
Sharriah closed her eyes for a moment, the words of the guards flashed through her memory, then it occurred to her that they have been called out to prepare for the slave trade.
Lining them up in rows and columns, Envaline stood behind Sharriah, and quickly, they ordered them to be silent.
Sharriah breathed in slowly, now this was the moment she have been waiting for.
The establishment was so calm that you could hear the sound of a pin.
"An order came from the highest authority that there will be a slave trade this Wednesday, the slave trade will rank from the age of 18—22 years, so you are all required to prepare yourselves for the upcoming event, so diligently follow orders"
The warden said looking at the slaves, slowly his dark eyes made contact with Sharriah, His face looking scary with the big scars across his face, she looked down immediately, a smile creeping at her face, she remembered how he got that mark on his face, when he tried taking advantage of her, remembering the experience was very sad and heart warming at the same time.
She felt a nudge on her back, it was Envaline
"What?"
She whispered lowly in order not to make the guards hear her.
"What are they gonna make us do, let me guess, maybe they do give us a nice bath, with a nice shampoo to wash off the dirt's from our hair, a nice massage coupled with a fine linen clothes, plus a makeover."
She said getting dreamy, Sharriah could feel the spark on her eyes as she said that, she kicked her on her leg.
"Stop imagining, because all these things, because they are not real, your imaginations will keep hurting you all over again knowing the fact that you are now a slave, who is not meant for good things."
Sharriah said, Envaline frowned for a while, her words was awfully the pure truth but there was always hope for her.
"But what if I try to escape, when I get sold, I can leave a free life."
She whispered to Sharriah, atleast to have even a tiny piece of hope, that she will leave a good life
"Do you think it is easy trying to leave and escape from being a slave, it needs a lot of planning and intelligence, unless you want your body hanged in a stake, more over, you have a mark on your body, the mark that shows that you are a slave, and no one wants to associate with a slave."
She said, she was not trying to bash her hopes, but that was the crazy truth, a slave was the lowest title in the world she leaves in, even a guard or a servant is better than a slave.
"I know, is just been eight years since we came here , well you came two months before me, but I miss my former life."
She said, Envaline was abducted by the establishment, but they not sure it was an ordinary abduction, her parents were a great and rich witches, but she knew that her parents were hated by her uncle, whom she remembered was always having alot of misunderstandings with them, they concluded that maybe there was a chance that her uncle was the one who planned her abduction in the slave Establishment
"I know, but we will find a way out, and that is by getting sold to good Masters"
She said not knowing if she was sure herself, but she hoped for it.
"Start moving to the bath room"
Hearing one of guess ordered, they moved so slowly, both feeling tired and hungry, they walked to the bath room, removing their clothes and standing naked, no one ever complained of standing naked, they were used to the harsh behavior which was mated upon them right from the start, especially standing naked with the opposite sex, it was both inhuman and human degrading, but who were they to complain, they are slaves who are about to be sold like some animals.
The thought of been sold like an animal crossed Sharriah's brain and she bared her teeth together, it was infuriating.
They began the process of bathing, it was always a short bath but today seems to be different, they were going to make themselves pure, she looked towards the corner of the bath room, she could see a guard standing, it was an order from the higher rank to make sure am entrances are secured by guards, there are chances slaves might cause a scene before they escape.
Suddenly, Sharriah made a contact with a guard, who never stopped staring at hee body, his eyes raked through her naked body, he licked his disgusting lips, then slowly he walked towards her.
A smile crept out from her face, is been quite long she took her action skills, the establishment trained the slave on how to defend themselves, and it had been quite long she defended her self.
She whispered to Envaline.
"You see that guard coming over here, I own him, just watch how I rip his flesh out."
Envaline eyes widened with happiness, a grin appeared on her face as she gave a thumb up.
"Step out now from the tube"
She heard the guard said.
Everyone turned to stare at the guard, it was normal for guards to harass female slaves.
Sharriah gave a little secret smile, slowly she stepped out, she breathed in slowly, folding her fist together, not moving an inch after stepping out, she wanted to follow orders, when he said move, she moves and then he said it, the words that she had been expecting.
"Come towards me now!"
The guard barked, enjoying every moment, Sharriah smiled again, this was part of the game.
She was longer shy about her nakedness, she walked to him, quickly the guard grabbed her immediately, holding her by the neck, he slammed her on the wall, a disgusting smile escaped from his rotten teeth which made Sharriah cringed for a moment and a light yelp escaped from her mouth for he had slammed her with all his vigor.
The guard was an average guard, she could take him, she watched him as he stared down her breast, his eyes filled with disgusting lust which was purely evident on his eyes, then his eyes took in her hips as if he was fucking her already with his eyes, her green long bouncy hair which was flaring down her hips, with those green yellow staring right back at him.
Sharriah knew he was already charmed by her, she knew immediately he wanted to flip her over and make her plead as he entered her, a smile crept on her face, the guards getting aroused by the sight of her, he caressed her hips. When he did that, a little strange emotion hit her full force within her, was it anger, or was it her wolf, her wolf was dead in her, she have never felt it since the attack on her village, even though the chain was still in her hand, at least she have to still feel it, but it have been locked up due to the harsh treatment given to her.
Remembering all this made her more angry, not knowing if her wolf was still alive or not and quickly she took hold of the guard's man hood, the guard was taken aback by her action, thinking that she was enjoying it, trying to take hold of her breast, she squeezed his manhood so hard that a scream erupted from his body, the other guards who were securing the entrance thought that perhaps their fellow guard was enjoying the young lady ignored his scream.
Then another scream erupted again when she squeezed harder on his manhood.
Then a devilish smile appeared on her face, taking hold of the guards dagger from his brest pocket, she licked the edges, the other slaves were watching enjoying the drama, no one dared to stop the treachery that was about to take place, the guard face turned crimson blue when he saw her with the dagger, not knowing what she wanted to do with it, he was weak, and he knew if he attack, he was not gonna hit her because his manhood was within her grasp.
She was gonna teach him a Lesson he won't ever forget, taking the manhood in her hands fully, she slashed it so fast that it dropped on the ground.
She had just committed a crime, she sliced off the manhood of a Sultan guard without no regret.
Sharriah quickly dropped the knife immediately then walked to the shower to cleanse her body from his filthy touch, she didn't fail to hear the guard's painful scream that erupted out from his body, quickly she heard the sound of guards rushing towards the the scene.
They were shocked at what they saw, one of their men was holding his manhood, which had him dripping in blood, they looked up at the lady who have entered the bath tube, and who had done this violent act, a rage ran through the guards, how dare a slave lay her on a guard who wanted but pleasure from her, even cutting his manhood, she will be punished severely for messing with one of their guards.
