"___...I..." Gabe reaches out for your arm but Blaze already cuts in with a gentle expression on his face as you continue to stare at Gabe. You can feel your heart beating a mile and hour and your face is burning bright red. The shocking thing was... you'd always imagined your first kiss being perfect and yet you... kissed a guy like that, like it was absolutely nothing. Like the realization of losing your family was enough to see that hopes weren't relevant anymore; all that mattered now was to not get killed of raped.
"Maybe we should give her some time and space to have it sink in," Blaze gently explains. You don't even notice that the entire room is silent or that Blaze gently slipped his arm around your waist and pulls you up. You don't care anymore. You're dull, you're... all alone. You can't walk and you don't even care anymore that Blaze just swept you off the floor and is now carrying you bridal style.
You feel yourself carried out of the room, into the long hallway... "___? ___?"
"Hm...?" You answer, though dazed and as if in a state of half asleep half awake.
"I must apologize for all of this, but it's the best for all of us." Best for all... somehow you can't believe how this would be the best for all of you. If they'd just let you go, you wouldn't tell them a thing, but then you remember; why should they trust you? You don't trust them so it's only natural for them not to trust you... right?
For the first time you speak, though reall softly, "I.. don't know what came over me," you mumble softly. "I'm not like this, I don't do that,"
Blaze silently listens to you as he carries you into a well lit room and sits you down on a big, comfy chair. "Well, ___," he begins and sits down in front of you,"It's a quite common behavior element that most don't have control over when they're REALLY upset. We seek assurance and love when we've lost the ones we hold most dear."
You begin sobbing lightly, "Why has it come to this...?" You bury your head in your hands as you feel Blaze's warm hand on your back. "It wasn't supposed to be like this I... was going to go to school, college, get married and have kids.. I would grow old, a happy woman... but now... all I have is... all this," you look up at the ceiling and fall back into the chair.
"Just put that shitty thing on me," you close your eyes and bite your lips as you feel your tears well up again.
A cold metal feel closes around your wrist... for some reason you don't seem to really care anymore, you lost everything you cared for anyway. "I'm terribly sorry for this ___, I really am, but--" "You have to, I get it..." you finish his sentence for him. "I've heard it...I have nothing left to fight for anyway,"
At this statement, you see Blaze look at you with genuine concern in his face. "Look, ___, despite from what they say, you don't have to really do anything we say, but you'll have to keep up the maid front in case we're being spied on... 'They' might kill you if you have no reason for being here... that's why we made you a maid," You're surprised by this.
"Humans aren't supposed to be free in this dimension are they?" you ask.
Blaze nods,"If 'they' didn't keep an eye on us, you'd still be here, but free to do anything you wanted," he smiles lightly. You're not sure if you can really trust that, but you nod anyway. You would have to see what all this was and then... maybe just maybe if you do your homework right you could return. A sudden pang of hope burst in your stomach. Yes... there is always hope, you would do anything to get back.
"Who are 'They'?" "Not for you to worry, ___. And it's better if you don't. It's safer for you. Just be a good maid and you'll be fine," you tells you, staring into your eyes. You frown. You DEFINITELY weren't going to like this. Especially when he told you to be a 'good' maid, as if you were a dog.
"Do I eh... still have to wear that costume?" You ask with an almost disgusted look on your face, though your question is already answered by a apologetic looking Blaze. "I'm sorry ___, but humans really aren't supposed to be treated equally, they're the... dogs in our dimension,"
Oh, you knew it. Of course. This is like Harry Potter allover again. Non-magic folks are just discarded... for some reason you feel a little... discriminated, but you shrug and get up. The strength in your leg had returned.
And of course, you sigh, it would have been weird to have a maid in a house full of guys and they wouldn't make her a sex toy or at least something to look at. They'd surely be gay... "It's fine," you wave it off. Plus you're not sure what to think of 'Them'. Either this thing was just a sick fantasy of them or... it really was a complex world with laws different from the ones on earth.
Blaze only nods a little. He seems pleased that you're not the stubborn annoying girl that you were earlier. Though of course you didn't understand then... and now... you do... right?
"Well, come on. I'll take you back to change," he sighs and takes you hand gently but firmly, assuming you're calm enough to walk by yourself by now. You're not even bothered by him holding your hand really... you've got nothing to lose; no family to love. Wow, you never thought you would think such depressed things.
Weren't you always known for the girl who never gave up hope and saw the good in everything? What was the good in this?
You follow Blaze with great reluctance and scowl when you see Drake and Jude smirking while Drake's still holding the outfit.It seems they'd heard your conversation,while Gabe is now more concerned of you than he was before and Blaze lets go off your hand.
"Sooo," Drake starts, smirking smugly. "Do you need help with that or..." he winks and you yank the outfit from him. "I'll change myself, thank you very much." you scowl as Drake and Jude both start laughing which only makes you roll your eyes at them.
"C'mon guys, leave her alone," Gabe rolls his eyes. He seems even more considerate of you now, and maybe a little bit... annoyed? "Calm down, Gabriel, we weren't going to rape your girlfriend," he laughs and walks off, followed by Jude.
"Well... maybe," you hear Jude saying in the hallway and both him and Drake start laughing again. "Pigs," you scowl, looking at the outfit with great revulsion and then glare at their backs, "Those two really do share minds, don't they?"
Gabe merely smiles and nods and Blaze sighs, "Well... We'll leave you to change then," Blaze finally states, exiting the room as well as Gabe, leaving you alone.
"Well... might as well cooperate since escaping is impossible," you sigh to yourself and get changing. "I just have to... keep myself alive."
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As you're done changing you stare into a the mirror with an eyebrow cocked. You're boobs are squished up by the built-in demi-bra, creating a one foot cleavage for you, revealing more than a normal bra would.
You frown lightly as you stare at the too short skirt that'd reveal all of your butt by just bending over. Straps are connecting the skirt with fishnet stockings almost like a lacey garter belt. You blush. The outfit is obviously too sexual for you.
Your undergarments only consist of silky panties that's luckily not a thong. You're not given any shoes, but it seems okay since you noticed the other's aren't wearing any around the house either. "This is a nightmare," You wouldn't be caught dead in an outfit like this, and especially not in front of what seemed like guys with raging hormones.
The moment you've said that the door swings open and Drake is in the doorway... grinning, his eyes sliding up and down your body shamelessly. "It seems I have made a great choice," he grins. You scowl.
You're wanting to make a remark when you're cut off by Jude's voice. "See, Drake I don't agree," he grins, wrapping one arm around Drake's shoulder and grinning at you pervertedly, "I like a girl with some spice... it makes the sex hotter,"
"That's enough, she's not in those clothes to be degraded... thye're just for protection," Blaze cuts in and looks at you... he almost seems flustered. Almost. "Gabe is waiting downstairs, we have some matters we want discussed with you."
The guys are waiting patiently for you to go with them but you're not really sure whether you actually want to move, you're afraid the slightest movement may make them want to rip off your clothes to have a sex orgy... or something... you're just scared.
"Oh, Come on ___!" Drake laughs as he spots your scared face, taking your hand softly... softer than you'd expected. "We won't do anything to you... really." "Talk for yourself," Jude laughs soon after that. You frown at him and he bursts out laughing. "No don't worry, Blaze made it very clear we shouldn't do anything too bad." he grins.
"One step in my direction and I'll have you castrated." you glare, which only seems to make Jude more amused than anything.
"What did I tell you about the sex being hotter with girls with an attitude?" Jude laughs, he knows you're absolutely harmless and it somehow amuses him. Drake joins in soon after, "You're right man... makes me want to bone her so badly,"
"I already regret choosing not to jump out of that window," you groan, you're face dropping, sadly. Drake notices this and seems to be deciding to be a little less hard on you. "We're just fucking with you ___," "Exactly, fucking," Jude laughs.
"Come one, stop being assholes and lead her downstairs," It's the last thing Blaze says before leaving the room. "Will do," Drake smiles at you, still holding your hand.
You only sigh and shrug. You forgot you didn't even care anymore... really.. you didn't. What was there to live for with no family? For all you knew these boys were complete psychos. You give in and walks with Drake and Jude downstairs.
You notice Jude keeps behind you and your not liking it... and that for a reason. The moment you stop in front of a door, Jude goes to stand next to you and slides his hands down on your butt, smirking at you sideways.
"Get. That. Off. Me," you glare at Jude.
"Jude, get that off," you hear Gabe behind you and as you turn around you see him glaring at Jude. Only for it to change into a flustered stare when he lay his eyes upon you and... "you"... ALL of you. "W-Wow... ___," is all he can manage.
“So… what did you want to talk about?” you try to break the silence as Gabe can’t seem to get his eyes off you… well neither can Jude or Drake. “Get in here,” you hear a voice behind you. You turn around and see Blaze already walking in said room.
The four of you obediently follow blaze who immediately orders a brief ‘sit’ before he does so himself. Except he’s seated behind a desk and you, Drake, Jude and Gabe are on the other side of it. Like a principal’s office.
Of course you’re not at the end of the row but put in-between Jude and Drake who immediately take advantage of the situation as Jude very subtly starts putting his hand on your knee but gradually slides to your upper thigh. And Drake wraps his arms around your shoulder, caressing your upper arm with quite a smug smile plastered over his face. Gabe seems to be annoyed and Blaze couldn’t care any less.
In fact, Blaze seems to not even so much as glimpse at you as he hands you a paper. “A contract.” He simply states, “In it says what you’re willing to do and that you’ll be lifelong property of us,”
“Lifelong property, huh?” Drake grins and so does Jude who’s immediately interested in the obvious; “What is she willing to do?” he smirks and grabs the paper before you can take a look at it.
"For fucks sake, give it back!” you tell at him, annoyed.
“No can do girly,” Jude laughs. “Oh,” he falls silent… though he seems all too pleased. “What?” you ask anxiously, “What does it say?” “Awesome Blaze! You’re the man!” Jude laughs, giving Blaze a friendly punch on the shoulder.
“What the hell does it say?!”
You’re ignored as the two other boys are already next to Jude reading the paper with fixed eyes. Somehow you believe things like this is the only thing they’ll ever read with such precision. The results are less than satisfying.
"Come on tell me!"
Again, you’re ignored. Gabe only flushes slightly red and Drake seems to be having that same smirk on his face. Blaze is the only one who seems not to be impressed with what he wrote… seems. “What IS it dammit!” you scowl. The boys smirk at you.
