Heart Of Stone - Episode 15&16

 

HEART OF STONE

Heart Of Stone - Episode 15&16

 (..Sold•To•The•Pit•Of•Hell..)

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By: Naomi Cindy B.

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The zipper stopped on Shayla's waist at the back, and she quickly took a step forward, trying to get out of his grip, but it was futile.

His free hand held her chin from behind. He easily pulled her to himself with that.

"You...what are you... doing?" She stuttered, her heartbeats quickening up with fear.

"If you do not stay still, the consequences will be dire." He replied stiffly behind, causing her breaths to seize.

His eyes rummaged through her back, but he found nothing except the wounds from canes.

She definitely sustained them from when the supervisors whipped her at the labor camp.

The wounds are the only thing visible on her back skin. 

No mark. No shine.

It's supposed to be a fire sword, so if it's on any other part of her body, it's gonna shine beyond her clothes.

But nothing at all.

He released her with eyes that says he's disappointed and at the same time he's relieved.

If she had the mark, he'd have just killed her right here and end things.

Shayla faced him, curving her arms to her back. She held her zipper tight, covering her exposed skin.

"That was..." She started talking, and Ryker's eyes went up to catch hers.

"Was what?"

"Perverted. You can't just zip me down like...that. I'm a female." She said, sounding pained.

"And a slave." He added for her, causing her hands to clutch tighter on the zipper she's holding behind.

Ryker spread his palm forward, and right in front of her, the dagger wound on his palm closed up. The blood dried up too as if the wound was never there.

"Want to zip up?" He faced her.

Shayla kept quiet, casting him that pained look again.

He turned to the building and began stepping inside.

Shayla's hands dropped from her zipper when she realized she's the only one here apart from him.

If she goes inside the culinary school with open zipper, the fellow students are definitely going to mock her.

She went after him, nearly falling as she got in front of him.

"Scrap this habit" he talked crankily.

"I'm sorry, but my zipper" she said slowly, turning her back on him.

He stayed there for more than one minute, staring at her back wounds before zipping her up.

They entered the school, and the aroma of foods that wafted into her nose was enough to make her stomach rumble.

Her nose perceived various aromas within that short period, and she could already catch glimpses of the students cooking inside each kitchen that's like their classroom.

They're wearing green gowns and white aprons plus the white caps, and they all look professional.

Ryker's presence made most of them look up from the meals they were preparing. He doesn't have to open his mouth, his aura is enough to announce his arrival.

"Lord Ryker?"

"Today's a good day, Lord Ryker!"

"Feels good to see that pretty face in person! He's madly handsome!"

"Those kitten eyes!"

"Who the hell is that beside him?"

"Obviously a slave, don't overthink"

Their comments flew out of each kitchen, and as Shayla heard the last one, she bit her mouth wall.

Of course she's a slave.

She threw a look at Ryker. As usual, he's looking blankly ahead, never giving anyone any attention. Not even himself.

When he turned his face to her, she was quick to look away before their eyes could meet.

Why did he open her zip earlier anyway? What was he looking for?

The questions were still dancing in her mind when Ryker finally entered the largest kitchen.

Shayla entered with him, and she instantly wished the ground would open and swallow her.

There are more students in this kitchen, and they look different than the kitchens they passed by.

These students look bratty, flashy. Girls from rich families who only learn cooking for fun.

They all left their spoons in their pots immediately, their eyes eating Ryker up. They can't hide their lust.

It left them speechless.

And that made Shayla regain her boldness. At least, they're looking at him, not her.

At the same time, the girls bowed respectfully to him, seeming to have regained their senses.

"Look who we have here. It's the demigod." A tall honey-haired lady appeared from the back of the kitchen, obviously the teacher here.

She bowed her head shortly, then her eyes left Ryker, shifting to Shayla.

"Take her into your harem for 48hrs." Ryker said.

"No. I'm ok with 24hrs." Shayla objected.

Ryker looked at her, his expressive eyes questioning that statement.

"I'll be good by 24hrs, I promise." She said confidently.

"24hrs" Ryker agreed, facing the teacher who smiled.

"Sure, I'll do my best, but are there specific dishes?"

A manual appeared on Ryker's palm, he handed it over to the lady.

"Five pages of Grann's best meals. You better do a good job, or I'll have your head." 

"You brought her here cos you trust me, My Lord. My students are always chef's kiss, so I'll do what you want. The rest depends on her." The lady assured, eyeing Shayla.

Ryker's dagger glowed faintly, and he started leaving the kitchen, but Shayla quickly went after him.

"24hrs... meaning I'm going to sleep here till tomorrow?"

"Isn't that very obvious?" He faced her over his shoulder.

"But they all look snobbish, and if we luckily get a break, they'd probably leave me by myself." She said.

"Weren't you all by yourself in your cage when you were still in the dark room?" He replied, colder than usual.

"But I'm out now, and I..." 

She stopped talking, noticing the coldness of his eyes got badder.

"Forgive my bad manners, I'm asking what I don't have the right to ask." She said slowly.

Ryker got a medium-sized shinny shell out of nowhere.

The shell is like a snail shell, but the only difference is the colour. It's shinny blue, and it's cute.

He stretched it to her, and she spread her palms forward, taking it.

"It's a Channeler Shell, and it can transmit voices exactly like a phone, I'll give the second one to Xena. You can talk to her during your so-called break." He said.

Before she could reply, he was already gone. 

She smiled broadly, keeping the shell in the pocket of her dress before facing the class again.

She entered boldly, deciding to ignore the unfriendly eyes of the other girls on her as she walked to the back where a free cooker is.

"Look at her gown, I wouldn't gift that to my enemy." One of the girls mocked.

"Are you seeing just the gown? Talk about her skin. Geez! I'm going to puke! How was Lord Ryker able to stay beside her?"

Shayla just pretended not to hear them till the teacher arrived, smiling at her face. She's holding the apron, green gown and cap.

"The class is starting now, but we gotta do something about your nails first." She said.

Shayla looked at her nails, and they're truly rough. Of course they'd be rough, she worked at the labor camp with these same hands.

She was given detergents and soaps to wash the hands and cleanse the nails, then she changed into the uniform, balancing her cap on her head.

"Light up the gas." the teacher ordered.

"I dunno how to." Shayla flatly replied, and the teacher shook her head, clicking her tongue.

"You're a pitiful one, poor girl."

She turned on the gas by just snapping her fingers, and Shayla blinked. 

Every Luminarian possesses one power or the other. Their powers are just greater than each other, so she shouldn't be surprised.

"We'll start with the congee dish, the simplest." The teacher instructed.

"Yes, ma'am."

--

Ryker took out bus dagger when he got outside.

It's still glowing, and he let out a soundless sigh as he stared at it.

"Stepped on another sinner." He muttered, vanishing from there.

He reappeared at the Crossover Boundary, and the managers all have their heads down as he walked past their desks with unrestricted moves.

He went for the crossover room, pushed the door open and got on top of the steel ladder.

He didn't have to go through the heavy stress of climbing like other Luminarians. So far his legs are on the ladder, he's good to go.

He teleported and reappeared in the human world. Precisely England.

He's in front of a hospital, and the moment he dropped there, the country froze, obeying his energy.

He effortlessly entered the hospital, strolling through the free hallway with unclear motive.

The doctors, nurses, and patients are all frozen in place, and he had to push one of them away with a door before he arrived at the ward he's targeting, but just as he was about to enter, he was slammed back.

The door is open, but he still can't enter. There's obviously a barrier blocking his entry.

He got his dagger, slashing the entrance with it.

The barrier lifted, letting him inside the ward where a mother is laying in bed with a newborn baby beside her.

The baby's father is standing beside the bed. 

The three are all frozen too, but a touch from Ryker melted them down.

The baby began crying, the mother spranged up from the bed, and the father rushed to cover her.

"Lord Ryker?" The mother's eyes nearly fell off at his sight.

"Who's he?" The father asked between fear and concern.

The baby kept crying in bed, his sounds growing higher and higher.

"He's...he's the demigod from my city." The woman skittishly replied.

Ryker stood some steps away from them, the distance short enough to grab their necks.

"You really thought that cheap barrier could stop me? You underestimated me, and that's another sin. You're dying gruesomely." He spoke, his tone unforgiving.

The woman quickly went on her knees, crying...

"I agree that I broke the Luminaria rule by falling in love with a human and even giving birth to his baby." She sniffled, looking back at her crying baby before continuing...

"But it's not my fault! I traveled to this country last year and I saw him and we fell in love and got married! Why is it such a sin!' 

"Are you asking me that?" Ryker smirked, voice smooth. "You're well aware that no matter how much you try to hide, there'll be a sign indicating that a Luminarian just gave birth to a human child."

He was staring at his dagger practically as he said that.

"Please help me, don't kill us! Look at this newborn baby! He'd be without parents if you—

"Are you actually begging me?" Ryker's expression fell between sour and bitter, and the mother gasped.

"Several years ago, you were part of the executioners who killed rule-breaker Luminarians. You killed thousands of them, but now you became a rule-breaker yourself, and you're begging for mercy? Audacious!" Ryker continued, voice getting harder than steel.

The human husband fell on his knees beside the wife too.

"Spare us...I beg you."

"The moment she told you she was a Luminarian, you should have fled." Ryker came closer warningly.

They shifted back.

"I understand your fury. I know you're still angry about the fact that your mother was killed immediately you were born, but can you just be the better person?" The mother begged again, and that seemed to open the anger floodgates.

She really shouldn't have said that, cos Ryker was with her in another breath. With raw rage, his dagger rammed into her chest, piercing her heart and coming out at her back.

Her blood splashed, wetting his face just the way he likes. His shirt and slacks got red with the blood too.

Ryker dragged the knife out of her chest and froze her again, raising his lids before shattering her.

"Please spare me!! I beg you don't kill me!! Spare me at least!!" The husband sat on the ground, pulling back with horror written in his eyes.

Ryker gave him a short stare, then he stood and bolted out of the ward, but he wasn't destined to escape.

When he got to the door, he froze completely, shattering under the pressure of Ryker's energy.

With bloodstained hands, Ryker carried the crying baby from the cot, then stepped out of the hospital.

He melted the country down before returning to Luminaria, landing back on the crossover ladder.

He got down and went to the census office where he dropped the crying baby with the other slave babies.

Leaving the census office, he teleported again—to his Bamboo Groove in the palace.

He threw away all stubbornness this time. He didn't even take off his clothes, he only got rid of his shoes before getting inside.

He sat beside the round wall and shut his eyes as the hot water simmered around him.

The water didn't affect his face though, so the beautiful blood splatter is still there.

But his body ice even made the water cold within minutes, so he had to magically drain the water.

Hot water filled the pool again from the entry pipe, and he sighed out, arms spreading out on the top.

His eyes opened when he had a flashback of the warmness he felt from her hand.

He hates touches cos everyone he touches just intensifies his coldness with their different auras.

But her?

It's the warmest he has ever felt, but he didn't bear the marks anyways.

He pulled out his phone, deciding to use human technology tonight.

He dialled Sage.

"My Lord? You actually called on phone?" Sage grinned.

"How many maidens got gathered already?" Ryker asked.

"99, just one more and hundred will be ready." Cheyenne said from the background.

"Make them two hundred." Ryker ordered.

"What!!"

He hung up and dropped the phone in the water, but then he felt something swelling underwater.

He picked it up.

It's the second Channeling Shell which he's supposed to give to Xena.

--

[Palace Park]

The twins car skid to a rough halt, and they both alighted, looking more energetic than they were in the morning.

Sadie killed someone, and that's enough to fuel them both.

"Sleep, Eat, Wake up at 10 to practice at Starr balcony?" Soren suggested.

"Practice, Eat, Sleep. Let's go with that order. If I sleep first, I'm not waking up till daybreak." Sadie replied, slamming the car door shut.

A castle maid came out to them. She's like their newscaster who tells them what they missed whenever they're in school.

"Something else happened?" Soren asked suspiciously.

"Grand Supreme ordered the new slave to be killed, but she pulled the dwarf with her. The bastard saved the new slave and hurt the dwarf fatally. The dwarf is in the soul hall." The maid dropped the gist.

Sadie laughed out delightfully, dropping her small black backpack on the ground.

"Seriously? She pulled the dwarf with her? Maybe I'll make the slave my sidekick. Soren, isn't she so useful?"

"Do whatever you want, no one's gonna stop you." Soren shrugged.

"But that's not all." The maid said.

Their eyes went back to her.

"What else happened?"

"The slave,... Grandmother made her...stay...in her..."

"Don't tell me Chamber is the last word in that sentence." Soren said.

The maid went silent.

--

[Granny's Chamber]

Jude is still inside.

Not like he's less busy, but he just wants to be here when Ryker finally comes back with Shayla.

So he brought the tax office returning files here to work on. He helps Gravd Supreme with the tax office to reduce the workload actually.

He was slapping the official stamp on one of the documents when he received a text on his phone.

It's Winona from the West Palace.

He doesn't have her number, but Winona texts just as authoritatively as she talks.

• Come to the West Palace, I have a gift you need to help me deliver for my girl.

Jude scoffed after reading. "Her girl? As if. No matter how many times I hear that, it's cliche and upsetting." 

He dropped the phone with no plans to text back, and the twins bursted into the chamber.

"You both hated Granny this morning, so why are you here again?" Jude stood.

They just walked past him and went inside. They didn't talk, but their expressions are enough to tell him that hell is about to break lose.

"Where are you both going?" Jude stood, deserting the documents and following them.

But the inner door slammed on his face, pounding him back.

Shayla's room is easy to recognize since it's the smallest in that chamber, and the door is open.

The twins entered easily, and Sadie's arm went crossed over her chest.

"There's only a bed in here, easy to mess up." She scoffed, facing Soren.

"I've been holding back my pee for too long." He muttered, climbing the bed.

He unbuckled his belt, slightly lowered his pants, stretched out his dîck and began peeing on the mattress.

"Perfect! Too good!" Sadie clapped, tipping her toes inside her heels.

Soren didn't stop peeing till the whole mattress got wet with the urine, then he moved to the walls.

"Excellent!" Sadie laughed again, her clappings continuing.

Jude rushed into the room, eyes popping when he saw the ongoing.

He literally flew to Soren at the other side of the room, throwing a sick punch to his face.

Soren fell from the bed, landing on the ground with his arm. The arm broke for real.

Sadie didn't stay idle. She flew there too, jumping on Jude's face.

Jude switched with a duck, coming to the other side of the bed.

Sadie pulled Soren up. They held hands with their left hands, and their eyes shared the brightest glow they've ever conjured.

The flash carried Jude out of the room, flinging him to the outside wall and slamming his head against it.

He fainted, and the twins dropped their hands, stopping their glows.

Granny Jojo entered the room in a rush, and she looks too terrified by what she's seeing.

She was actually in the bathroom, having her night bath when the chaos was happening.

"You two!" She shouted, and they held hands again.

"Why don't you just die this time around?" Sadie said.

"Since you've decided that muddling the Millions Family name is your job, then go to hell!" Soren added, the glows appearing in their eyes again.

Before the flash could hit Jojo, she pulled out a mirror from under her nightgown, blocking her face with it.

The flash from the mirror met the twins, throwing them across the room.

They both sustained head injuries.

"I'm old, but not silly. Putting you two in your places was my hobby when you both were growing up, but your parents ruined you both beyond repair." Jojo sighed.

They both stood at the same time, the blood draining from their heads meaning nothing to them.

"The only thing you're good at is manipulating mirrors. You're not a match, Jojo." Sadie grinned, breaking Granny's mirror with her mind.

The mirror fell to shatters at Jojo's feet, and the twins were about to end her life for good when Azura and Zeke entered.

"Mother" Sadie sighed.

"Father" Soren heaved.

"Were you both really gonna do that?" Azura said.

"She brought that slave into this chamber? If she loves her that much, she should go to the Slaves Hall with her! So far I'm still alive, then Granny is not taking that slave in!" The twins snapped at the same time as if they're using the same mouth.

Their telepathy is insane.

"Are you seriously raising your voices again? You know what happened the last time you two raised your voices" Zeke muttered.

"We don't care!" Sadie yelled, leaving with her brother.

Jude already regained his consciousness, and he's back to his feet outside the door, touching his bleeding head.

"This is the right time to build good relationship with your grandkids, are you really happy that you're ruining it?" Azura said.

"I'll only be a granny to a grandchild who deserves it, not your psychopathic twins!" Jojo yelled.

"You'll regret this, mother." Azura smiled and left the room.

"You don't deserve to be Azura's mother, she's too good for you." Zeke added and left too.

"Granny, are you ok?" Jude entered the room.

Jojo released the breaths she didn't know she was holding.

"When did those twins get this worse? Oh...gawd." she held her chest, looking around the ruined room. The pee is smelling so bad.

"I'll just give her another room. There are more than enough rooms here." She sighed, facing Jude who looks worried.

"Get rid of that worried look, you're the wounded one who needs attention. Why do you still allow them to bully you?" 

"I don't absorb energy from the FrostOrb room like them, so normally I'm weaker." Jude said.

"Sweet boy. Come, let's get your head wound healed." Jojo pulled him away.

--

[Main Castle]

Old Chef and Xena finished making dinner not long ago.

They already set the royal dinning for the family, but there's one more food that needs to be served.

Xena is carrying that one food on a tray, together with a bottle of warm water and a spoon.

She used the lift, going up a floor that's barely visited by the family.

On that floor, she opened a single door, then she went down concrete steps which led to a basement.

Getting to the basement, she met another wooden door. She knelt and placed the tray in front of the door.

A rough hand stretched out from under the door, dragging the tray of food into the room.

Xena stood and left the basement, never looking back till she shut the door behind herself.

She went down, and unfortunately, the first person she met was Soren who's still looking so pissed.

"Greetings, Grand Prince." She bowed and walked past him.

Soren yanked her back by her hair, and she landed on the ground where he kicked her in the face. Her lips bursted so much.

Xena couldn't even wince or groan. She wouldn't dare.

She just lay there, quietly in pains from his kick.

"The only iniquity you have is being the bastard's sister. From now on, whenever I see you, I'll kick you. If i forget, it's your job to remind me." He instructed, pocketing his hands before leaving.

Xena stood. She wiped the blood on her lips and proceeded to the castle kitchen.

Old Chef gasped on seeing her bursted lips.

"What happened out there?"

"Why did you spank Azura's ass that night? Why exactly?" Xena muttered, letting out her hate tonight.

Old Chef went still.

"Why? Just why did you do it? Cos of you, mother was killed, my twin is nowhere to be found, we're trapped here as chefs', and Ryker is trapped too while the whole family uses his blood on the FrostOrb to empower themselves. He's forbidden from showing us affection, he searches for my twin all day and night and also searches for his partner. He never rests, and he grew bloodthirsty. It's all your fault!" She vented.

"Xena—" Old Chef held her arms.

"I'm just getting tired, it's been more than 300 years. We're just suffering here in this trap and —"

Xena broke into tears at this point, and Old Chef hugged her, patting her back in repeats.

"I'm so sorry, Xena. I'm sorry."

He was crying too before he knew it.

--

[Millions Royal Dinning]

Just the twins and the parents are seated, eating silently. The sound of forks against the meals mingled with the air, plus the sounds of Soren's harsh breathings.

"Stop that. Fine, Jude broke your arm, but it has healed. Stop grunting." Zeke cautioned.

"You have no right to tell him to stop grunting!" Sadie said.

"Oh Sadie...learn to keep quiet sometimes. It's not a must to always have the final word " Azura said.

"If it's about my twin, then keeping quiet isn't an option." Sadie glared.

Jude entered, his head already healed during his wait at the chamber.

He took his seat, grabbing the mayonnaise and a slice of bread.

"There's good food on the table instead of bread, Jude." Azura said.

"I'm not interested in the good food tonight." Jude replied.

The twins are glaring viciously at him, and he could feel the weight of their evil eyes on his skin.

"Since the meeting to discuss the Feast failed the other time, why not reschedule it? We barely have one month before the Lantern Feast." He said, soaking the tension.

"Another meeting has been set for two days, it's settled." Zeke clarified.

"And is the most beautiful woman gonna get crowned again? I'm guessing it's gonna be Esme Vega again. Boring." Jude muttered.

"You don't like her cos she's Mercury's mother, and you don't like Mercury cos she's our friend." Soren sneered.

"Whatever." Jude waved him off, not ready for another fight.

"And I heard the dwarf Lilith is a banshee." Sadie said.

"Is that true?" Jude asked.

"Yeah, and she's gonna live. I'm not gonna let her die. We're replacing her damaged organs tomorrow with new ones." Zeke replied.

A spy worker appeared at the dinning door, and when the couple saw him, they stood to go meet him there.

"Report." Zeke said.

"We followed the bastard today like you ordered, and he didn't do much. He took the slave to Eastside culinary, probably to learn skills before she'd start staying with Grandmother officially." The spy reported.

"And?" Azura pinned for more.

"He went to the human world to kill a rule-breaker and her human husband. He came back with their baby and took the baby to the census office." The spy reported again.

"At least he still knows his job." Zeke scoffed.

"Anything about his partner?" Azura asked.

"Cheyenne and Sage are currently gathering 200 maidens, and they'll come to the palace tomorrow for his check." The spy supplied.

"200 maidens? That's the largest number of ladies he has ever checked. I guess he's taking it serious too, reason why we have to tighten our watch on him. He's gonna be checking the maidens at his Bamboo Groove as usual, we have to be there." Zeke said.

--

[Eastside Culinary School]

Break finally happened after five straight hours of learning and cooking.

Time is some minutes last 11pm, and the culinary students are pouring out of the kitchens after their teachers allowed their breaks.

Second session is gonna start at 12am till daybreak, and they'll be the ones to do the cooking by them.

The teachers are gonna rate them.

Shayla came out last from her own kitchen, and it's obvious the bratty girls are keeping their distance from her which she likes.

She wants no trouble.

She's looking around though, secretly admiring their looks, skins and outfits and jewelries.

She touched her ear. 

Her parents didn't even do her the favor of piercing it so she can't wear earrings.

Even if they had pierced it, where is the earring? The cheapest jewelry in this city is nothing less than half a million nyx, so she'd never be able to.

But she really wishes that one day, she'd wear jewelries too and wear good clothes like them.

Though it looks impossible.

She took her sit far from the others who are chatting in groups. She automatically became a loner.

She sat alone on the pavement, frowning when she saw her finger.

She had mistakingly cut her small finger when she was slicing onions earlier, so where did the cut go?

It's not there anymore.

"Did I imagine the cut?" She muttered, brushing it off when she remembered the Channeling Shell.

She pulled it out, impatiently eager to speak to Xena.

"Hey, Xena!" She talked into the shell, and it shone...shinny blue glitters.

"Wow..." She checked it out again.

"Hey... Xena! It's me, Shayla."

She went a little louder, but nothing still came, so she checked blinked.

"Does this even work?" She muttered.

"Finally on your so-called break?" Ryker's deep voice came instead, causing her to blink twice.

"My Lord?"

"Does the voice sound different?" He replied, and she smiled widely.

"You said you were going to give the second piece to Xena"

"I forgot" he replied.

"Demigods also forget things?

"Your point?" He grunted.

"I was just trying to be...my bubbly self. You're always too stuck-up." She said, her boldness resuming work.

"Stuck-up?"

"Yes. You're stiff like your ice." She said cheerfully.

He didn't talk any further.

"The teacher is just as good as she said. We cooked all the meals in the manual together, and by 12, I'm going to cook by myself, and you'll see... I'll be the best here. The others have been here for long, but I'm willing to humble them as the one-of-it's-kind newcomer." She said.

"Slaves can be arrogant too." He sharply replied, and she chuckled, but her chuckle was short-lived when someone hit the Channeling Shell away from her.

A black boot landed on it, breaking it to bits on the ground.

Shayla stood, coming face-to-face with a trio from the kitchen girls.

The three folded their arms on their chests, glaring at her.

"Why would you do that?" Shayla questioned, trying not to sound angry. A slave has no right.

"Tell us, who were you talking to? A boyfriend? Are slaves free to get in a relationship in this city now?" The middle girl said.

"Boyfriend?" The one by the right laughed scornfully. "With that skin? And rough hair? And the shoes are worse." 

"No...take a closer look at the shoe. It's actually expensive!" The one by the left gasped, bending a bit.

"It's loco! The largest brand in this city! This is their design from four months ago!"

"What! How come she's wearing that!" The middle one gasped.

"I bet she stole it. You wanted to impress Lord Ryker that bad?" The right one snickered.

"Hold her down, I'm slipping it off." The middle one who looks like their leader said.

"Don't come closer!" Shayla moved, but she could only talk, she can't act. 

Getting into a scuffle with these girls will put her in a trouble she can't afford. They're rich bi+çhes.

She was held down, her arse hitting the pavement hard. They slipped off Granny's shoes from her feet, then they threw it off.

Shayla stood, making sure she saw where they threw it at. She started going there to pick it up.

But she was pulled back magically, and she found herself in front of the three girls again.

"What!" She gasped.

"We didn't plan to take off just your shoes. Your gown has to go too. Let's see how much bones you have left in that tiny body." They said, the three of them grabbing her gown in different places.

Shayla struggled with them this time. She might be a slave, but her dignity is still precious.

She struggled hard and harder, pushing and pulling, but more girls joined the three girls, and they became too much on her.

They overpowered her completely, tearing off the top part of her gown.

Her br+àsts spilled out.

TBC.

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