Octavia took in a deep breath as soon
as he left and looked at her sister.
"Y...Youre back", she said, but Mica didn't say a word as she walked in.
She paused when she noticed that
unfinished food on the table.
"You didn't finish your meal?" She
turned to Octavia and asked.
"I'm not hungry anymore" she shook her
head.
"You need to eat enough, Octavia, because in a few hours from now, you'll be loosing a lot of energy!" she spoke rashly and it stung at Octavia in the chest.
She lowered her gaze to the floor and
Mica felt a little bit of contrition.
She sighed deeply and walked towards her.
"It's okay.You can get some rest", she
said and Octavia just nodded.
She was about walking away to the
bathroom when a knock came on the
door and Mica hesitated before going to
answer it.
She got to the door and opened it and
one of Khalid's close guards was there.
"Draco" she called his name, Wondering
why he was there
"Where's your sister?" He asked and
took an effortless peek into the room.
"She's fine. Is there a problem?" Mica
asked.
She was still standing in between the door, making Darco stand outside.
"The Master demands her presence in
the hall", he replied and Mica's brows
arched.
"Wh...Why? Is there a problem?" She
asked.
She wasn't expecting it.
"He wants to prepare her for the party",
Draco replied, his voice as dark as ever.
He shouldn't be giving Mica all those
details, but considering who Mica was
he made an exception.
Mica was actually a member that was
known by everyone in clan as a result of
how powerful she was, and the risks she had taken as well.
" The party?" She was confused the more.
"But how? The party's not until evening".
"Your sister would need to get used by
one of the Masters, but the Masters
don't do virgins, Mica. They hate the
blood that comes from a woman. So,
Master Khalid needs to make her bleed
before the party. Bring her to the hall now", he answered and walked away.
Mica stood like a ghost in between the
blankly door, staring into Space.
Everything became clear to her what
was about to happen. She's been down
that road before.
The Master wasn't going to sleep with her, he was only going to make her bleed.
*
Mica closed the door and turned back to
face her sister.
"Get ready. We need to leave for the
hall" her voice was hoarse, her eyes
couldn't look at her.
Octavia didn't need a see to tell her
there was a big problem
"He...He wants to make me bleed?" She
stuttered.
"But how?"
Mica stood and looked at her, allowing
ger see the dreadfulness in her eyes.
"They are gonna finger you...till your hymen splits" she replied and Octavia froze.
This time around, she couldn't cloak her
excitement.
A brief silence ensued between the two
sisters.
"Come on" Mica said huskily and left the
room.
Octavia found her legs too heavy to
move. They were gonna do awful things
to her pretty awful things. How would
she rake it?
She gulped hard and took in several
deep breaths. She could do it. She could
handle it.
Whatever she had to endure now, was perhaps, better than what she is running from.
"Octavia!" Mica called from outside and
she forced herself to leave the room.
Her eyes were glued to the floor throughout the walk to the hall.
"I can handle this" she kept reassuring
herself, despite the fact she was as
Scared as a kitten.
She could feel her head spinning, her
breath coming out hot. She needed to
pass through this.They finally got to the hall and to Mica's awe, the Master was already there.
She fell on her knees immediately.
"Sorry for keeping you waiting, Master" she said with her head bowed.
Octavia just stood behind her, unable to look at any of them in the hall.
The Master was sitting on a gold chair,
while his boys surrounded him. There
were about three girls in their midst as
well.
"You can rise, Mica", he said after
brief silence and Mica stood on her feet,
relieved.
She shot Octavia a glare and felt like chiding her for not going on her knees as well.
But thank goodness that Master, perhaps, didn't want to notice.
Nobody said a word for a while and Octavia lifted her eyes, slowly, to look at the Master. And there she found him, staring at her.
She lowered her gaze immediately, unable to contain it. And at a point, she wondered if she was unable to look at him as a result of how cute he was, or because she was scared of him.
"She should know what to do" he finally
said and even as he spoke, Octavia felt
his voice sending cold chills down her
spine.
"Take off your clothes and get on the
table",
Okay; that was it. That was the
moments Octavia nearly passed out.
She clenched the tip of her dress tight
and forced herself to move. Mica had told her never to delay during an order.
Her eyes were glued to the floor as she
walked towards the table, everyone
staring at her.
She stopped in front of the table and
thought of how she'd be able to strip in
front of all these people so many
people.
Tears pricked her eyes, but she fought
them back.
Mica had told her during their walk the
previous night. "Don't allow him see
your weakness, else he'll consider you
incompetent and kill you",
She fed on those words and reached for
the tip of her shirt.
Her glistening eyes were on the floor as she lifted the shirt off her head and finally took
it off.
She pulled the zipper of her skirt and
took it off as well and she was left with
just her underthings.
She clamped her hands together and
found it so tasky completing the
undressing method. She tried to
reminisce on her sister's hopeful words
of hiding her weakness, but the words
seemed to be dwindling from her head.
She expected a scold from the Master,
but when she forced her eyes to look at
him, she found him just staring silently
at her, his thumb on his lower lip.
Foolishly, the tear dropped from her eye.
Oh! How she's been deceiving herself, thinking she had be able to stand it.
How could she expose her body to all
those boys present?
She sniffed and reached for the tip of
her pant. She moved it from her waist
slowly and started pulling it down. It had
to take her a lot to succeed and finally, |
she was done.
She was standing stark n@ked in their
midst.
Phin - the boy who'd been assigned to
carry out the task - got ready as soon as
Octavia was undressed. He took up the
vibrator and walked towards her.
"Get on the table and spread your legs", he ordered and with shaky legs, Octavia climbed the table behind her. She shut her eyes tight and awaited the bomb.
She whimpered when she felt a cold
hand touch her thighs. Oh goodness!
They were really going to do it.
She opened her eyes in fear and found
the boy standing in front of her, his eyes
in between her legs which had broadly
been opened for him.
Octavia stared up at the ceiling and
recalled her sister's words to her:
"Over here, we dont know the meaning
of dignity"
*
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To be continued!