Page 21 of Chosen
Her breasts were larger than what I thought without her clothing, they were round and inviting, capped with pert nipples and areolas that were onyx, a gorgeous contrast to her dark brown skin. Her waist was so tiny I was certain I could wrap my hands around it. It flared out to generous hips and shapely legs. I still thoughts she was skinnier than I preferred but I figured after some hearty meals back home, that would give her the extra weight she needed to remain healthy.
Having seen the front of her, I wanted to see all of her, she was mind after all, so I commanded her to turn around.
Never in all my years could I have anticipated what her back would look like. It was clear whoever she served last wasn’t above handling their companions roughly. There are no specific guidelines for how companions are handled in most sectors because it is usually seen as a desirable position. Companions were selected based on their attractiveness. Some were just used for show while others were required to perform sexual duties. But it wasn’t seen as a hardship because those companions usually enjoyed a lifestyle that their fellow homo sapiens did not.
To my understanding there were some companions who weren’t bedded at all, they were simply around to look attractive and attend events. They lived in relative comfort and not much labor was required. However there was an understanding that the Master could do what they wanted with their companions. I’m sure some Masters are harder on their companions than others.
But this…it was…an abuse I hadn’t seen suffered by someone in her position before.
I wanted…no needed to touch the scars to confirm that my eyes hadn’t deceived me. My hands trembled when I touched her warped flesh. Most of my reign as Sector Leader, I’ve been accused of being a beast, a monster even. But I have never harmed a female in this manner.
Despite the anger welling within my chest because someone had brutalized her, I’m seduced by that lovely scent once again and to my shame, my cock hardens. I pull her to me, to breathe in her fragrance.
It was only when she made a sound that to my ears was distress did I release her. Was I no better than the animal they accused me of being? I needed to put as much distance between her and myself as possible.
But now I have a new dilemma. I would eventually have to couple with her to get my heirs. But would I be able to take her without losing control?
It’slate evening by the time the plane lands in Sector 10. The sun is setting on the horizon and will soon be replaced by a crescent moon. I immediately relax as soon as my vehicle pulls into the garage of my fortress. This ride wasn’t as much of an ordeal because I had put my breeder in a separate vehicle so that I could breathe comfortably on the way here. I knew I wouldn’t be able to relax with her so close.
Once the vehicle stops, I don’t wait for the driver to get out to open the door for me. There is a line of Enforcers and servants lined by a gold carpet that leads to the back entrance.
“Welcome back My Lord,” Johra, my personal attendant, steps forward and greet me with a bow.”
As always he’s dressed in one of the multi-colored suits he favors with a blood red hooded fur coat. A tall slendersuperious, he has one side of his head shaved and the other side is shoulder length and dyed green. He’s what my cousin calls flamboyant. Johra’s outfits have been a bone of contention with Braeden since he started working for me.
I don’t care how he presents himself as long as he takes care of his tasks.
“My breeder is here. I trust that you’ve followed the instructions I’ve sent ahead.”
He hesitates. “I’ve had two maids assigned to her and some outfits for her to choose from until she’s properly measured by a seamstress. There was however a bit of an issue in her room selection.”
I raise a brow and wait for him to relay the problem.
“There must have been a miscommunication because I thought you had wanted to have the breeder’s room on the same floor as you. But I was informed the breeder would be on the floor with the companions.”
“Were my instructions not clear?”
“Well, Chancellor Braeden?—”
“Is not the Sector Leader. If you wish to be his attendant, that can be arranged.”
Johra shakes his head vehemently. “Of course not Sector Leader. I will see to the arrangements right now,” he says backing away.
“Don’t let this happen again. The next time I won’t be so lenient.”
“Of course not.”
He’s usually diligent in taking care of any tasks which is why he still has his position.
I turn to see my breeder standing by the car, wrapped in the fur lined cape I provided for her on the plane. She seemed so small and vulnerable. Something within my chest twinged. “Follow me, Jameshia.”
It’s the first time I’ve spoken her name and it seems to take her by surprise because she raised her head sharply.
“Jamie?” Comes her soft retort.
“Jamie,” she repeats.
I’d heard her family and Magnus call her this name.
