I was taken away from home. Far away, from home and my family. It all burned down to ashes in no time. I have no clue where we were being taken too. Only that they said it will all be good again.
Marilyn was what my parents called me. I was the only child, however, I always felt like it never suited me. It wasn't what I liked to be called. I had inherited my mother's darken hair. Her cold grey eyes, and her icy white skin. Which I never accepted as mine. I did not like being her. I did not like her at all. She never loved me as a child.
While my father never cared for both of us.
They said we would never be back again. They said they were taking me away forever, while the others cried as they were torn away from their homes. I only whispered goodbye .
We were given no time to move, just dragged from our homes into the carriages and drown away. While others drowned in the tears of sorrow watching their child part from them, My parents only watched me go.
" Move on " I jerk ahead as the carriage stopped with a force, Those men unloading the rice and corn taken from our fields. I was grabbed by my arm and pulled to the ending until someone grabbed my waist hoisted me up and landed me on my feet on the black soil.
I see the girls cry. Resist. Yell. However, I had no power or the need left to cry for my freedom. This freedom given by God was enough. "Move !" yelled the giant man behind me. They took our hands, freed them of the binds, and gestured us to the huge cottage ahead of us.
" You shall be further seen by Madam," He said and walked out. We were left in a dark room by the men who pulled us in here. I could hear girls whispering, muffled cries comforted by siblings. Talks about new hope. It was the day after when I heard the sound of heels walking towards the door where we sat in silence.
It slammed open making us startled. " Well, Are these the only ones ?" That woman. Her dress was made of silk. Something we peasant's called the cloth of royal. Her neck wrapped with jewels, hands covered with gloves. Hair perfectly put up and endowed with flowers and feathers.
" Yes, Madam. " Spoke a young voice from behind her. " Well, what are you waiting for. Get the boys out for their jobs and show me the girls " She spoke and I saw the grin on her face. There was no doubt that we were brought here for labor. But What kind was the question?
It was an hour later than we were being separated by gender. The boys were taken out of the house doors while we were instructed up the stairs. Guided towards a black house of the old house. Inside sat the same women over a couch, having a cigar in her mouth and glass with brown liquid in her other hand.
" Line up in front of me girls. I need to see all your beautiful faces " She commanded. So we did. One by one. Lined up in front of her. I was the fifth girl from last. When she went to the very first girl. Her eyes moved from toes to head. Her finger touching that girl's hand and cheek. As she moved to another, the cried of some increased.
"Oh don't worry little soul. You won't be harmed. In fact, you will be pleasured . ". Her hand grabbing one's hand and looking at it, " Who gave you this ?" She asked. My eyes move to that girl's hand to see the black ink. " Did you fancy a man back home ?" She asked. The girl nodded. " How romantic " She chuckled pulling the girl away from where she stood.
" Too unfortunate my dear. I do not like inked women" That was when we came in realization.
We were to be sold to men for pleasure.
I scrubbed the floor harder as Madam walked towards me. The wet titles not bothering her slightly. Her heels clicked dangerously close to me and stopped right in front of my hand. My eyes stayed on the ground, ” Hm, Maybe. Maybe not ” She muttered above me.
" Look at me young girl,” She said and I lift my eyes up to meet hers. ” Stand ” I followed her orders. My hands forming a fist on either side of the clothing given to me to clean them of their wetness. Her eyes loomed over me for ages, Her lips moving apart but not speaking.
" She can be a good girl ” I flinch immediately. Madam only turned around to face the general. ” Have you tamed her ?” she has and he chuckled. ” If she let me. Of course. But, I can’t bring myself to fuck an innocent pussy ” I gulp stepping back from my stand.
General had not claimed me, but he had done things, not enough to bruise my body but enough to freeze my body at his voice. ” I think he will like her ” My breath was caught in my lungs right there. They discussed things in front of us, it scared every girl working. However, the general was trusted by Madam more than anyone.
His one word and she would happily oblige. And when she looked at me my heart pounded softly. My breathing heavy. ” Come to my room after cleaning this floor,” She said and walked up the stairs.
She had taken women out of there stands because there were not worth, They were to serve in other work, However, girls who had things she needed were pushed out the black door and to men who they might be forced to pleasure.
I was shivering out of fright, My hands sweating as she moved to the girl beside me. ” She has beautiful hair, Henry, this is your style ain’t it ?” They all laughed. ” I will be happy to have her Madam ” He spoke from the end of the room standing in darkness.
" Well then, she is all yours,” She said and the girl was taken away by him. She cried, Struggled to get free from his hold, but all in vain. I saw it. The slap that landed over her cheek because of her resistance to him.
When that woman moved to me she only ran her eyes through my body. Her hand moving to touch my hair but retreating back. A knowing look spreading across her face. ” I fancy those eyes,” She said. I was praying to my lord. I didn’t want to go in that room and please men, I didn’t want their hands over my body.
" Mind if I take her ?” I looked up at the man who spoke. His clothing resembled of a general. He was one. The woman smiled. ” She looks far too weak for your needs ” I gulp. “Hmm. I bet I can fuck her ” The men laughed.
" You are something, I do not want this woman being handed over to them. Keep her as a gift ” I only frowned deeper, ” Until then you will work as a maid ” Hence I was then taken to the worker's chambers.
I took my steps to her office. My feet landing on the floor right in front of that black door. My hands were shaking but my eyes were calm. As I knocked on the door I heard the distant voice saying, ” Enter ”. The door opened slightly with the force that I put over it.
My eyes peeped in and my legs carried me inside I had my eyes on the floor as per instructed never to look into the eyes of the superior. ” Young lady, What is your name ?” She asked. This was the first time in those weeks that She had asked my name. She never asked anyone their names. Said we weren’t worth the respect of being called by our names.
Why would she ask mine then?
" Are you dumb? Do you not speak ?” I opened my mouth however I couldn’t speak anything. “Well ?” She asked. In fear that she would hurt me, I blurt out the name which came into my mind, not which I wanted them to know or to be called by, ” Rosetta ”.
She nodded blowing the air away through her mouth over my face. I only watched as she circled my body. My hands flinched as she touched the bare skin near my neck. ” Rosetta, Perfect as a gift for the king ” I gulp biting my lip and tears brim my eyes.
" You shall be gifted to the new king. An innocent mistress. ” The sob held in my mouth came out. As my lips quivered and tears leaked down to my cheeks. I was now to be sold to a king for his pleasure and needs. I was to be touched by his men and used as he desired.
I had heard of the previous kings. They had their mistresses who pleasure them and their companions. I would be burned alive if I dared to decline her commands. ” Don’t you cry, my dear. It is but for one night. You have the privilege to pleasure his Majesty, to be the woman who he celebrated his victory with on that night ” I sobbed harder.
" I-I c-can’t. Please no ” I beg but she had enough of my weak cries as I was silenced with a harsh slap to my right cheek.
" You shall go there and please him as he wants you to no more words or you will be tided naked over the trees at the border, only for your beauty to be eyed by all the men. ” I was trembling by the time the servant of Madam had pushed me in my chambers.
" Do not walk out of this door until the maids come and tend you ” He said and locked me up in the dark cold room where I gave up on thinking that there will be any hope.