Beaten but not Broken

Isis bared the beating she was receiving in silence. She bit her lip when she felt a rib crack. She has been beaten so many times she didn't care really anymore. She glared when her hair was yanked causing her to look up at her abuser.

"Your a worthless waste of space and your not worth the money I spent on you."

"Then let me go." Isis said with a growl.

"You think you can talk back to me?" He smacked her face hard with a growl.

Stephan walked through the hall as he was visiting an old friend. However his host had not been there to great him.

He kicked her and threw her out of the room and went to go greet his friend.

Isis groaned as she collapsed and tried to stand but knew her ribs were hurting bad. She closed her eyes.

Stephan soon found his way on the 3rd level of the home. He wasnt took thrilled to still not findinf his friend but he dealt. He turned a corner and spoted a human on the ground. He went closer, squating down near her

Isis felt the presence of someone beside her and bitterly laughed. "Come to beat me some more you spineless bastard." Her hair curtained her face and covered her body that wasn't covered in clothing.

"Im unsure of whst you did but you must have deserved this." His eyes raked her body.

Isis's head slowly rose to look at the man who spoke. Her eyes widened some knowing who he was immediately.

"My Lord." She tried to stand some but was struggling. She bit her lip. "Fuck." She muttered.

In meeting her eyes something within him broke. Seeing the pain she was in was enough for him to pull her to his body.

Isis groaned at the pain. "I didn't mean to speak to you like that. I thought you were my Master. And I know I shouldn't speak of my Master like that but he..." She shook her head some. "Never mind it shouldn't matter what he did to me." She tried to pull away.


Afton walked towards the two. "Stephan I see you met my little slave."

Stephan pulled her to him again and stroked her head.

"I also see how horrible you have been to her."

"She deserves everything she's gotten."

"I've been loyal your pissed because I told you the truth when you asked me if you were the best I've ever been with." Isis spat at him. "Rape makes it the worse and your not that big."

"Shush pet." Stephan purred and looked at his friend. "How much do you want for her?"

"Five thousand."

"You only paid one thousand for me. Your cheating your king." Isis growled trying to ignore the purring. "Wait I'm being bought again?" She shook her head and muttered low. "Fuck my life."

Stephan chuckled. "She is worth it. You will get your money."


He looked down at her. "Im not so bad."

Isis shook her head. "All of them have said that." She whispered. She groaned. "Damn it where is my verbal filter."

He chuckled and stood. "Up and lets go."

Isis pulled herself up more and tried to hide her wince of pain. She looked at him. "May I please get the few personal belongings I own?" She asked quietly.

He looked at her, tilting his head. He was not a patient man, and that meant waiting on someone else was one of his least favorite things. And if any of his other pets or slaves had asked of this request, he would have backhanded them hard enough for them to lose a few teeth. But it was different with her.

"As you wish, but do not have me come looking for you. You would not like nor indeed want that." He waved her off.

Isis quickly walked down the hall and gathered the small treasures she owned. They weren't really much in value but held more of a sentimental meaning for her. She packed them into a bag then walked back towards her new Master almost stumbling.

"Why are you taking my pet Stephan?"

"Because..." He looked at her, taking in her features before looking at his friend.

"She has certain qualities that will entertain me. And from what I saw, her actions don't entertain you in the least. Might as well take her off your hands for you. Teach her how a true pet is suppose to act and be treated." He smirked. "I'm known to be blood thirsty for a reason."

He rolled his eyes at him and watched as she walked over bowing her head as she stood beside Stephan.

"I'm ready to go Master." She stated quietly.

"Come, my car awaits."

He placed a hand on her lower back then looked at his friend. "Might we continue this another time. I do look forward to catching up with you."

Isis bit her lip at the giggle that threatened to escape at the look on her old Master's face as she walked with her new one. She had heard alot about King Stephan and had seen him in passing many times.

He led her out and to his black limo. His driver stood there, with a door opened for them. He made no move to take her bag, since it would hardly count as much. He did wonder what few possession she did have. Something he would find out later.

He guided her inside and then got in himself, staring at her as she looked around. "Do you like what you see?"

Isis looked at him through her lashed and nodded some. "Yes Master it is very beautiful and comforting."