Rose digs through the dumpster looking for cans and scrap metal. She hated digging through the trash, but if she wanted to eat for the week she needed to do this. Also, Roger would tan her ass if she didn’t go through the trash. They have been at it, since four in the morning. So, far they had four bags of crashed cans. They needed more and Roger would keep her at it. By the time eight o’clock rolled around, they had nine bags of cans and several shopping carts of scrap metal. It would be a good haul for them. She goes with Roger to get the money for the cans. Roger was like a big brother to her. Ever since her parents died last year from a drug overdose, he has been taking care of her. She knew how to read simple words and how to spell as well.
When Rose wasn’t helping Roger, she would go to one of the private schools and climb in through a hidden way she had found and listen to the lessons for the day. She followed along with the lessons with books the other children threw away or she took from them. The janitors of the place would check her work to see if it was right. They liked having her around and she helped them out, when no one was looking. In exchange for helping them, she was permitted to get books from the library or choose from the lost and found items everyone forgot about.
Brenda had taught her how to stock up on items she would need and how to store them, so no one could steal them from her. She had a place that she slept at that Roger knew about, but he didn’t know about her other hiding place. Brenda told her to always have a secret place she could go to. She learned how to steal from a couple of people. She only took what she needed, never more than that. She was told to always avoid the cops, but there was one police woman she liked. She always brought her candy or gave her stuff animal and clothes or even food sometimes. She would play tag with her and her partner. The police woman was Irish and came from a catholic family. She went to church with her and her family several times. They didn’t know she lived on the streets. She always ran off or told a lie about her family. She knew the streets well, since she’s basically grew-up here. Her mother gave birth to her on the streets. No one knew who her father was, but it didn’t bother Rose. She really didn’t want to know who he might be, since he was one of her mother’s tricks. Rose stops at Paddy O’s to see if the manager there had any work he would be willing to let her do. She and the manager always got along and the staff there didn’t mind her stopping and helping. They normally gave her a few dollars and a lunch or dinner.
Rose walks up to the tavern door and knocks. She presses her angelic face against the glass looking for Enda. He was the newest manager of Paddy O’s. She watches as he comes walking out from behind the bar towards her. A smile appears on her face as she spots him. She watches as he stops and opens the door for her.
“So what mischief are you up too, today little Rose?” He steps aside so she could come in.
“Nothing, I thought I would come by and see if you had any work for me.” Rose steps in, so he could shut the door.
“We’re going to be busy all day today. I could use an extra hand down in the kitchen helping Molly today. If you’re willing to stay and help today,
I’ll double your pay and give you two free meals, how’s that?”
Enda looks down at Rose and wonders who her parents are. There were rumors she didn’t have any parents and lived on the streets, but she would never admit it to anyone.
“Three free meals or no deal.”
Rose looks up at Enda and gives him one of her charming smiles.
“Alright, three meals, plus pay, now go and clean-up and change into your uniform. Your dress is in my closet, along with your shoes.” Enda
just smiles, because her uniform looked like something from the old country. His customers thought she looked cute in it and it helped business. Molly would do her hair, so to make her look better.
Enda couldn’t, but wonder if she had some Irish in her. She had the deep red hair color and freckles splatter across her nose and under her eyes. She also had them on both of her arms. Her emerald green eyes were the pretties’ green eyes he has ever seen. They were so deep in color and held mischief in them.
“Yes sir.”
She gives him a smile and skips off towards his office. She knew the routine about what they expected of her here. She takes a sponge bath in the lady’s restroom and goes into his office and locks the door and changes out of her street clothes and into the uniform he always made her wear when she worked here.
She heads out of his office and goes downstairs to find Molly. She was an older woman who has worked here at the bar since she was in her twenties. She took care of the bar and its order. Enda may be the manager, but everyone knew Molly ran the place. She was also the head chef here.
Molly had her back to Rose when she came in.
“Hi Molly, could you do my hair please?” Rose giggles when she notices Molly jumps some.
Molly turns around and notices her favorite little munchkin giggling at her.
“Young lady, what have I said about you sneaking up on me?” Molly couldn’t be mad at Rose.
“You said to whistle or cough.” Rose just smiled at Molly.
“I see you’re working today. Come here and I’ll fix your hair, my little pretty.”
Molly says the last word in the wicked witch tone of voice from The Wizard of Oz movie.
“Rose just giggles some more and walks over to Molly to let her fix her hair.” Molly never had any children of her own, but she has helped rise or baby sit a lot of the children of some of the waitresses here at the tavern.
She had a soft spot for Rose. Out of all the children she has ever encountered, she has never met one like Rose. Rose was more like an adult then a child. Most children would hate to have to work or wear a costume. Not Rose, she enjoyed wearing the costume and helping. It made her feel special. The police officers that came in didn’t mind her working. If she didn’t touch the alcoholic drinks she was permitted to work. She gets Rose hair the way Enda liked her to wear it.
“There, you are all done now. So, are you going to sing for us tonight?” Molly turns Rose around to look at her cute angelic face.
“If Enda wants me too, aren’t Celtic Angel’s playing tonight?” Rose thought she saw the flyer up in the window when she came in.
“I believe so, but you know as well as I do Rose, that the customers love it when you sing as well. I think you better think of a few songs to sing tonight, just in case. Now off you go my little leprechaun?” Molly sends Rose back upstairs to get ready to open.
Enda gets Rose to clean some glasses and fill up the snack bowls with peanuts and Chex party mix. Two of the morning waitresses Rose knows show up and help get the bar ready to open. Their morning customers show up and greet Rose as they come in. She cleans tables and wash dishes, while Enda runs the bar and Molly handles the food orders. Enda gets a few requests for Rose to sing some. So, Enda let’s Rose sing for a while. The Celtic Angel’s show up and listen to Rose as she sings. She was a little off sometimes, but overall she did extremely well.
Their business manager Shana stops Rose just before she disappears in the kitchen.
“Hey kid, would you like to sing with the group tonight?” Shana had heard how good Rose’s voice was and with a little training could improve her.
“I’ll have to ask Enda first. I’m working for him tonight.” Rose wouldn’t mind. It wasn’t the first time she’s been asked to sing with a group.
“Even if he doesn’t allow you, I want you to call me tomorrow. You have a beautiful voice and I think you could go far kiddo.” Shana hands a business card to Rose.
“Thank you. I’ll ask Enda if I can sing with you tonight.” Rose takes the dirty dishes she has into the kitchen to be washed.
When she is carrying a set of clean glasses out to the bar “Enda, can I have permission to sing with the Celtic Angel’s tonight? Their manager asks me if I would like to, but I told her I would need your permission, since I’m working for you tonight.”
Rose stacks the glasses where they needed to be.
Enda looks at Rose and could tell she wanted to do this.
“I’ll allow it just this once young lady. You go ahead and sing. Remember, no drinks other than tea and soda for you.” He points his finger at Rose.
“Yes sir.” She salutes him and takes her apron off to go find Shana.
“Shana, Enda said yes. He said I can sing with you.” Rose was beaming.
“Good, let’s introduce you to the group and they can tell you what they want you to do tonight.” Shana liked the costume Rose was wearing. It blended into the group well.
Rose was introduced to Patrick. He was the lead singer and leader of the group, and then there was Matt, Robert, Brenda, Caitlin, Owen.
Caitlin was the female lead singer with Robert and Brenda acting as back-up singers. Brenda played the guitar, Matt and Robert played the fiddles, Owen played the Bodhrán and flute. Patrick played the guitar as well. Rose was the only one who didn’t play any instrument. The way Rose looked in the dress Enda had her wear, blended in well with the way the others were dress. Patrick and Caitlin went over the music they were going to play tonight and had Rose listen to Caitlin and Brenda.
Patrick has them practice a few simple songs that Rose knew by heart, while Caitlin help ease Rose into where she should be voice wise with everyone else. Once that was done, they played a few simpler songs and then started in on what they were playing tonight. Rose sings all night with the group enjoying the applause they received from the customers. Rose notices her favorite female police officer visiting that night and spends some time with her and her friends during their breaks. As the bar was winding down for the night, Rose changes out of her costume and hangs it back up in Enda’s closet. She was extremely tired. She had been up since four in the morning and it was like one in the morning now.
She receives her pay and her share of the tips from Enda and catches the train back to where she was staying. By the time she makes her way through the maze that lead to an old forgotten Lays delivery van that she lived in. She was dragging her feet. The van was being supported by cinder blocks for support and the inside had been converted into a tiny apartment for living. No one knew about this place, because Rose kept it a secret. It had everything she needed to stay warm and dry. All her food and drinks and personal stuff was kept here, including what money she made at the bar. Since the weather was nice, she opens the sliding door and puts the custom screen she had a guy that she knew make for her to keep the bugs out. She strips out of her street clothes and slip into her nightshirt and climbs into a hammock she sleeps in suspended length wise in the van. Between the small window being open and the screen in the sliding door, she had a nice cool breeze blowing through the old van.
Rose wakes to the sounds of rain as it hits against the metal roof of her home. She stands up and stretches and takes a bottle of orange juice mix down from the makeshift shelf and makes herself some orange juice and takes a pop tart out of its wrapper and eats it. She sits in the remains of the driver seat still in the van and wonders what she should do today. She could always go back to Paddy O’s and work today. The crowd would be as big as it was yesterday. She gets dress in a clean set of clothes. She’ll do laundry tomorrow after church. She gets her scooter out of its hiding spot and heads out. She had her rain jacket on and rain boots. The rain slacks off and clears up some.
Rose passes by an area she knows she needed to be careful in. The street gangs here aren’t nice to outsiders or cops. A lot of them knew her and knew she was friends with the police. She travels carefully through their neighborhood. Normally she took the bus, but today she wanted to enjoy the day and maybe stop and get some groceries on the way home. She drives by and finally arrives at Paddy O’s. Enda lets her park her scooter in the storage room.
While she is working, a couple of times she feels someone grope her on her butt, but can’t say who did it. The bar was crowded and since she is small, she is normally over looked at times. She just shrugs it off and continues with her job. She stays down in the kitchen mostly washing dishes and helping Molly. Some of the police men and women that know her come in and she sits and listens to their stories and such. Enda allows her to break ever so often, because how hard she works. Rose knew that Enda watched over her as she socialized with some of his customers. While Rose is enjoying her break, one of the police officers that knew Rose sit down at her table along with some of his friends.
“Watch you doing little Rose?” Officer Thomas smiles at his favorite singer. He loved the way Rose sung the other night.
“Taking a break” Rose lifts her burger up and takes a bite out of it.
“I can see. I was wondering if you would like to go horseback riding next weekend Rose. The department is sponsoring a two-day event for under privilege children. All your expenses will be paid for. You’ll get a chance to go camping as well. All we need is your parent’s permission and an emergency phone number where they can be reached if something happens.” Officer Thomas shows Rose the permission sheet.
Rose takes it and looks at it. She would like to go horseback riding and camping. She heard how much fun it was from other children she knew. She knew someone she could pay to sign their name on it as her parent. The emergency number she’ll just leave Molly’s number.
“When do I need to have it back to you?” Rose looks at Officer Thomas.
“By Wednesday, Little Rose. That way we will know how much food and supplies we’ll need. You think your parents will let you go?” Officer
Thomas wonders if she was going to go. He knows it would make the weekend, especially with her voice.
“I think I can talk my mother into it.” Rose just gives Officer Thomas a friendly smile.
“Well, we hope to see you then, Rose.” Officer Thomas smiles and then gets up and heads over to the bar with his co-workers and place their
orders to go.
Rose looks at the permission slip describing what they will be doing. She feels it is going to be fun to do a lot of these things.
The rest of the night, Rose stays busy and leaves early to do some grocery shopping. She drives her scooter to the nearest store near her place and buys everything she wanted to help her get by and what treats she might take with her on the overnight field trip. She notices as she heads home that the gang members were having a party tonight. That would mean they would be coming into the junkyard where her home was hidden and shoot at things. She better makes sure the shutters we’re down, so the glass in the front window didn’t get hit. She hides her scooter in its spot and locks it up. She moves quietly and secures her place. There was no way she was letting these guys know she lived here. She had traps all over the place to prevent them from coming near her. Rose secures her home for the night and tries to be quiet throughout the night as she listens to the gang doing just what she had guess they would do.
Throughout the night she stayed cringing in a corner as the bullets filled the night air. She hated the sound of guns. She was born on the street and during her time there, there had been guns being fired. She eventually falls asleep she had set her alarm clock to wake her up for church tomorrow. She gets up off the floor where she slept last night and notice a few bullets had hit her van, but didn’t pass through. She fingers the dimples and goes about getting ready for church. She takes a cold shower and cleans up. Everything she has was done by someone she knew or by herself. She was smart and could figure out most things. She dresses in her Sunday best and fixes her hair. She only had four dresses she normally wore to church. One was starting to become too small for her to wear. She’ll have to go by either the goodwill bin or the thrift store sometime this week. She wouldn’t mind a new dress, but she doesn’t, then she stops and checks how much money she does have. She has about six hundred dollars and could afford to buy herself a few new dresses. She takes some money out to give to the church and puts enough in her purse to stop and get the person she knew to sign her permission slip. She will go shopping for a few new dresses later today. She takes another route out of the junkyard and to the bus stop and catches the bus to where she is going to church at.
She locates her police officer friend and asks if she can sit with them. She sings and listens and does communion with everyone else. While they are standing around after church talking with friends and family Cassidy looks down at Rose.
“Where’s your mother today? Doesn’t she come to church with you?” Cassidy was watching Rose.
“She had to work today. Her job keeps her busy and she allows me to come to church on my own.” Rose was acting cheerful. Any time anyone ever asked her about her parents, she always put up a front.
“But you’re too young to be running around all by yourself Rose. What would happen if something happens to you?” Cassidy wanted so much to know more about Rose. She was a very mature sweet girl. She had at times seen sadness in her eyes.
“She knows I have you and the Boston police department to look after me. What trouble could I get into, that you guys wouldn’t be able to pull me out of?” Rose looks down at the watch on her wrist.
“I better go or I’m going to be late. See you Officer O’Kelly.” Rose runs off.
Pastor O’Malley had listened to the conversion between Rose and Officer O’Kelly. He could see how much the Officer felt about Rose. He walks over towards her.
“She’s an amazing little girl, isn’t she?” He was watching as Rose boarded a bus.
“Yes, she is, Father, what do you know about Rose?” Cassidy turns around to face Father O’Malley.
“Only bits and pieces I’m afraid. I remember her mother when she was born. As a matter of fact, she was born right here in the shelter of this
church. Her mother had come in to get out of the cold weather and no sooner when she came in, she gave birth to Rose. I was taken when I first saw her. She was just a little bundle of God’s miracle. I saw her grow from an infant to a toddler and into a little girl. There was a time I didn’t see her for about a month, about two years ago. I think she would have been eight years old then. She had come in during a snow storm and sat here all-night praying. When I went over to check on her, she looked to have been crying the whole entire time. I’m not sure, but I think her mother died from a drug over dose.” Father O’Malley had done what he could to try and get her off the drugs.
“Her mother was a drug addict?” Cassidy turns to face Father O’Malley.
“Unfortunately, yes. Her mother was a drug addict and lived on the streets. Little Rose is the product of her mother and some guy she sold her body too for drugs.” Pastor O’Malley was hoping that maybe Cassidy might have a better time of convincing Rose to leave the street before something bad happens to her.
“So that’s why she always lies about her mother. She doesn’t want anyone to know she lives on the street except a few people she trusts. I know Molly knows she lives on the street. Molly has been like a grandmother to Rose and she thinks of Rose as her grandchild.” Cassidy watches as the bus drives off.
“Ah! There’s a name I haven’t heard in a long time. Molly O’Keefe. Is she still working over at Paddy O’s” Father O’Malley directs his question at Cassidy.
“Yes sir. She still works there. Let me guess, you and her use to be friends?” Cassidy adds a little bit more to the unasked question.
Father O’Malley just looks at Cassidy.
“She uses to want to be a nun. Just before she was to take her vows, she felt that her presence was needed out here instead. So, she left us to help people out here. It’s a good thing Molly is looking after Rose. Maybe between the two of you, you could convince her to leave the streets.” Father O’Malley looks at Cassidy.
“I’ll try father. Maybe after she goes on that camping trip the police department is sponsoring, she might be willing.” Cassidy had suggested to Officer Thomas to ask Rose to come.
“She might be willing if you ask her Cassidy. I’ve seen how she acts around you and your family. She looks to you like a mother.” Father O’Malley looks at Cassidy.
“I don’t know father. I do like her, but I’m a street cop. What type of mother would I be, being gone a lot?” Cassidy was thinking about it.
“I think you and your family would be a good influence on getting her off the streets. As for being a mother, I believe you already know the answer to that question. You would be a good mother to her. She needs you Cassidy; think about what I’m asking you.” Father O’Malley lays his hand on her shoulder.
“I will Father.” Cassidy stands there and thinks about Rose. She’ll need to talk with her folks to see what they think about Rose becoming her daughter.
After church on Sunday, Rose took care of everything she needed to. Including paying someone to sign the permission slip for her. She ran by Officer Cassidy’s house and dropped it off. She spotted a married couple and their children playing in the park and stood watching them have fun with sadness in her heart. She missed her mother and she wishes she had a family like that. Tears were leaking from her eyes as she wipes them away and head to the nearest bus stop.
The next few days she works at the restaurant and get in touch with the Celtic Angel’s manager. The manager has her come down to their studio and practice a few cords and songs. By the time the weekend arrived, she is all set to go on the camping trip. At the camps, she is paired with Cassidy. Rose has fun throughout day horseback riding Cassidy.
They go swimming and canoeing. Rose was a little jealous she had to share Cassidy with the other kids that were there, but she hid it. When they laid down for the night, Rose laid close to Cassidy. A thunderstorm had blown in and every time the thunder boomed, Rose whimpered.
She hated the thunder.
Cassidy had fun with the other kids and with Rose. She could tell that Rose got jealous when the other kids were around her. She pulls Rose close to her and holds her. After a while, she feels Rose calm down and snuggle closer to her.
The rest of the camping trip, goes well. Rose does stay close to Cassidy and around lunch time on the last day. Cassidy takes Rose on a little picnic.
Cassidy had thought about this and felt maybe should see if Rose would be willing to come and live with her and they would go from there.
As the two of them ride out to the area Cassidy had picked for the picnic.
“Rose, I need to ask you something and I need for you to be honest with me, okay?”
“Yes ma'am.”
“Is your mother alive?”
“No, ma’am.”
“Who looks after you?”
“My friend Roger, Molly and the Boston police department.”
Cassidy looks at Rose for a second “where do you sleep a night?”
“Sometimes the shelters, sometimes my van.”
“What van?” Cassidy was curious.
“It’s an old van that is like a little home for me. It’s hidden in a junkyard and only me and the owner of the junkyard know it’s there. He showed it to me and helped me make it livable.”
“Hhhmm. Look, I was thinking when we get back. You might want to come and live with me. We can see how things work out and it’s okay with you. I could adopt you as my own daughter. What do you think about that plan?”
Rose looked at Cassidy and could tell she really care about her.
“Okay.” A smile appears on Rose’s face as she hugs Cassidy.
They have lunch and later head back to be with the others.
After the camping trip and they return to the city. Rose shows Cassidy where she had been sleeping as they gather her few belongings. Cassidy’s father had come along and helped load his pick-up truck up with Roses things and her scooter. Cassidy said she could still sing up at Paddy O’s part time, but after school and on the weekend. Cassidy didn’t want to take that away from Rose.
When Christmas approaches, Cassidy adopts Rose officially as her daughter.
Karen sits on the beach and watches as the waves come in and crash and then out again. A light cold breeze blows by her expose skin, sending goose pimples up and down her body. Even tho, her face was exposed to the chilly November air and the rest of her body wasn’t, didn’t mean anything. She still felt the chill as it made her warm body cooler. Little tendrils of her unwashed brown hair, were sticking out from the navy blue knit hat she was wearing. Most of her shoulder length hair was held in place by the knit hat. It also kept her head warm. She had no idea any more of what she was supposed to do. She had no purpose, direction and no one she could turn to for advice. She was happy that she was no longer a prisoner or sex slave to anyone any more. Under the three layers of clothing she had on, were reminders on her skin of the abuse and torture she had survived to be free.
She had been six years old when she was kidnapped. Two men had broken into her parents’ home in the middle of the night and were in the process of robbing the place; when her father had come down to see who was making all the noise. They had subdued her father and tied him up. Then they came upstairs and found her and her older brother cowering with their mother. He was thirteen at the time and tried to fight them. He had found their father’s gun and was going to use it to protect her and their mother. Just as one of the guys opened the door to the closet they were hiding in, her bother pulled the trigger on the gun, hitting the guy standing in front of them. He had hit the guy in the leg and the guy struck back. He took the gun from her brother and then used it to beat her brother with it.
Her mother had tried to grab the gun, but her mother was slapped hard. Her brother tried attacking the robber again and with biting the attacker on the leg. The attacker took the gun and shot her brother with it. He had fired two times at her brother. He then had grabbed her by her hair and her mother by hers and dragged both downstairs to where her father was tied up. They made him watched as they molested her and raped her mother. Her mother had gotten even with one guy by biting his thing off. The other guy used the gun and shot her mother and then killed her father right in front of her. The other guy killed the one her mother had wounded and tied her up and took her out to the car they came in.
The next two years he made her do all sorts of sexual things in front of the camera. Whenever she didn’t do what was told of her, he would lock her in a cage in a dark room and leave her there for days, without food or water. She never knew if it was day or night outside the room. He just left her in the dark in the cage. He sold her to another guy that used her for his own pleasure every single day. He also made her do things around the house as well. He kept her on a dog leash that only allowed her to go to the bathroom and the bed she was sharing with her owner. He made her sleep with him every night. He kept her till she turned eleven years old. He traded her to a Mexican guy for a younger girl. He was getting tired of her. The Mexican guy sold her along with several other girls to a guy who ran a prostitution business out of a massage pallor. The clients that would ask for her used her in every way possible and then some. She was whipped, branded, beaten, had hot wax pour on her and had huge foreign objects shoved up inside of her. One time they used electricity on her privates and breast and torture her that way.
One client kept her for two whole weeks and secured her to a huge wooden X frame and whipped her with every type of whip possible. He never let her down and the only thing he gave her was a strange tasting milkshake every other day. One client allowed her to get high with him. He had injected a needle into her body filled with a blood red substance. Once it was injected into her arm. She felt like she was floating on air. It was like she was watching her body from the outside of herself floating nearby as more needles with tubes running in them were inserted in every pressure point on her body, including one going straight into her heart. It was like her body was receiving blood or whatever it was from his body into her own body. She remembered passing out and waking up later in the middle of the night in a dumpster with the dead guy lying on top of her. She was totally nude, and it was raining. She felt feverish and sick to her stomach.
She had climbed out of the dumpster and stumbled around looking for someone to help her. She spotted some people in the distance near a fire in a barrel and headed towards them. She didn’t know who these people were or how she got here. All she did know, was she wasn’t feeling good and needed help. She collapses and didn’t feel as she was picked up and carried away by a homeless woman. Every once in a while, she would wake-up feeling extremely sick and a strange woman would speak to her, before she passed out again. Days seemed to past, before she started to feel better. The woman who had found and tended to her was named Doris. She had been taking care of her the whole entire time she had been sick. She found out from Doris, that she had been sick for two whole weeks.
Doris had nursed her back to health and started teaching her how to read and write. She also taught her how to live on the streets. The places she should avoid and where to go and get food and free clothes at. Also, she taught her where she could find work every once in a while. Doris became like a mother to her. One day when Doris had left to get something for them to eat. She had been abused by some street punks and robbed. Doris had been beaten so badly, that she died from the wounds inflicted on her.
Karen decided that it was time for her to move on, so she had hitched a ride on a coal train leaving the area. She had originally left with a group of people that did this all the time. The first time was scary jumping onto an empty coal bin, but it got easier and less scary after she had done it two other times. She had left California and traveled to West Virginia and then hitched hike from West Virginia to Virginia Beach, Virginia. It took her two months of traveling and hitched hiking to get here. Some of the truckers that had given her lifts wanted sexual favors from her, so she gave it to them. It disgusted her, but what choice did she have. She rode with one team composed of a husband and wife team. They were nice to her and had given her a ride and brought her a meal at the truck stop they had dropped her off at. She made it to Virginia Beach, but she had no idea what she was going to do, now that she was here.
She didn’t know any one and she didn’t know the area. She had always wanted to see what a beach look like. She had never been allowed to go anywhere or was ever taken anywhere for that matter. That’s why she came down to the beach. She was amazed on how many hotels she had seen down here. They were different then California’s and right now not very active. If she hadn’t had on three layers of clothes, she would be cold, but the only time she felt the sting from the cold air, was when it blew across her exposed face.
This brings her back, to where she is now. She knew it would be getting dark soon and she would need to find some shelter for the night. She picks up her oversized purse off the sand and starts walking down Virginia Beach Blvd. She had no idea where she was going to end up, but she figures the walk would do her some good. She knew Virginia Beach Blvd went to downtown Norfolk. She takes a candy bar out of her purse she had stolen earlier today and eats it as she walks up the boulevard. She watches as the cars drive by her. Some of them had teenagers in them, some had families and others just had single drives. They were either driving and listening to music, or talking on their cell phones or texting. She would never understand why people felt that they needed to be on their cell phones twenty-four hours a day to just run their mouths.
She pulls her jacket closer to her neck as she walks. She looks up in the sky and notice how cloudy it was getting. She sighs to herself, because now she was going to get wet and there was nowhere around her right now that she could get out of the rain if it did start to come down. The rain starts to come down as drops at first and then the sky opens up and starts pouring. She continues to walk down the street. What choice did she have? When she gets to the corner of Virginia Beach and First Colonial, a tan car honks at her. She stops and looks at the driver; a weird looking African American woman was motioning her over to her car. Karen walks over and looks through the passenger window. As it begins to roll down.
“Where are you heading, sweetie?” Sasha had seen this poor girl walking in this down pour and felt sorry for her. Normally, he wouldn’t stop to pick-up a hitch hiker, but she would be soaked to the bone by the time she got anywhere. It was cold out as well.
“Somewhere I could get a bed for the night.” Karen had no idea where that would be.
Sasha was keeping his eye on the light.
“Look, I don’t normally stop and give people rides, but if you would like to get out of the rain. I’ll give you a lift to where ever you would like to go.”
Karen looked at the funny dress woman for a second. She had seen these types of women out in California. They were called drag queens and knew she had nothing to worry about from them.
“Thanks.” She climbs in.
Just as she gets in the car, the traffic light turns green. The car behind them honks its horn. Karen fastens the seat belt as Sasha starts driving.
“So, what brings you out here on a night like this?” Sasha was curious about this girl.
“I just got in town and I wanted to see what your beach was like. I’ve never seen one before.” Karen may have lived in California, but she was never allowed to go to the beach.
Sasha glances at the girl next to him “You’ve never seen a beach before?”
“Nope” She shook her head no.
“Wow! This is the first time I’ve heard that before. Where are you from?” Sasha could smell that this poor girl needed a bath. She had the smell of grease and diesel fuel on her.
“California. I trained hopped and hitched hike my way out here. You wouldn’t know of a shelter or place I could go and get a meal and bed for the night, would you?” Karen was feeling hungry, even after eating that candy bar of hers.
Sasha looks at the poor thing next to him. She was wet and wearing layers of clothes on her body. The knit hat she had on looked to be kind of worn and her shoes had duct tape around them and were mismatched. The gloves she had on were fingerless and looked to be the cheap brown gloves you could buy.
“How old are you?” Sasha was thinking something about this girl didn’t seem right.
“Fourteen years old. I could pretend to be younger for you if that is what you want.” Karen was looking at Sasha. She had been with men that loved for her to act like an innocent school girl and such.
Sasha just laughs at her “your barking up the wrong tree sugar. You don’t have the right equipment between your legs for me. Besides, you are really too young to be doing that type of business.”
“It’s all I’m good at. It’s all I have ever done.” Karen sits back in the car seat and closes her eyes. It was all she knew. She didn’t know anything else, except how to steal. When Doris had died, she had to learn how to survive on her own.
“Are you a runaway or something?” Sasha wasn’t sure if he should help her now. He knew a church that would take her in for the night. It wasn’t too far from where he lived.
“Nope, you have to have something to run away from. I don’t, except finding some where new to live. Where I use to live, have too many bad memories for me.” She couldn’t deal with living with the homeless she knew. They were okay people, but they only tolerated her, because of Doris, now that she wasn’t around. They treated her differently.
Sasha looks at her for a few minutes.
“Look I have a spare bedroom at my place. You can crash there tonight. We can talk about everything else later.” Sasha spots an Arby’s still open and pulls in to the drive thru.
“Welcome to Arby’s, what would you like to order?” It was a young male voice coming from the box.
“I would like a number five please with a diet coke and medium size it.” Sasha turns to Karen “what would you like?”
Karen looks at the menu. She could barely make out the letters and prices. Everything was blurry to her. She squints her eyes, to try to see the writing better.
“That one pleases.” She points to a number six. “Can I get it medium sized as well, please?”
“Sure” Sasha notices how she had looked at the menu.
“Also, I want to add on a number six as well and make it a medium and add another medium size diet coke to the order.” Sasha pulls his purse from the backseat and takes his credit card out of it.
He drives around the building and pays for their order using his credit card. He gets extra Arby sauce for their order. He hands the food and drinks to Karen. She takes them and places them on her lap.
Sasha looks towards her “My place is just right around the corner from here. We can eat when we get there.”
“Okay” Karen watches as they turn right off of Virginia Beach Blvd and onto Newtown road. They go up Newtown for a few blocks, before they make a left turn on Baker road and then another left on Hampshire Lane. He pulls his car up into the drive way and then down four apartments.
“We’re here.” Sasha gets out of the car first and rushes to one of the down stairs apartments and unlocks the sliding glass doors and heads inside with Karen right behind him.
She steps aside to let him lock the sliding glass door. He turns the lights on and sits down on the sofa in the room. Karen takes a seat in a chair that matches the sofa. She sets her oversized purse on the floor next to her chair and looks towards Sasha.
Sasha was already digging into the Arby’s bag and pulling out their dinner. He hands her, her food to her and then takes his out. Karen watches as Sasha opens two of the sauce packets and pour their contents on his sandwich.
“Is it any good?” She had never had it before.
“Oh! Sweetie, it makes the meat in the sandwich takes better. Here let me put some on yours and you can see if you like it or not.” He picks up two packets and accepts her sandwich from her.
Karen watches as he pours the contents on her open sandwich and then hands it back to her. She takes a bite of it and loves the way it tastes.
“Your right, it tastes good.” She takes another bite of her sandwich.
“Another convert” Sasha eats his sandwich and pours some more on his potatoes cakes.
Karen tries it on her cakes as well. She takes a bite and enjoys it as well.
Karen looks at Sasha and notices his American African features.
“Thank you for giving me a ride and for this meal.” It was rare that people did nice things for her, without a reason behind them or wanting something in return.
“You’re welcome. If you want to take a shower, the bathroom is down that hallway on the right. Do you have anything clean that you can wear?
Because, girlfriend I hate to be rude to you, but those clothes you are wearing have a stench of their own.” Sasha knew that was direct, but wanted to let her know.
“These are all I have. I have some clean underwear and socks in my purse.” Karen knew her new friend was right. Her clothes did smell. She hasn’t had a chance to wash them yet.
“Look, why don’t you grab a shower and give them to me and I’ll wash them for you. I have a night gown you can wear when you get out of the shower.” Sasha had a night gown that a friend of his had given him for one of his shows. It was going to be a little long on this girl, but it would be clean.
“Thank you.” Karen finishes her meal and takes her drink with her into the bathroom. She locks the door and starts to undress.
When she has all her clothes off, she looks at herself in the full-length mirror in the bathroom. She was way skinny, and her skin was as pale as vanilla ice cream. She had a few scars on her breast, where one of her owners had sunk his teeth into her repeatedly. There was a burn scar there as well from where a john put his cigarette out on her breast for fun. She had more scars on them from various things done to them. She had one nasty scar that cross all the way across her abdomen, where she had been cut by a hemp rope. The guy that did it pulled too hard on the rope and nearly cut her in half from it. The scars on her back and feet were the ones that bother her the most. She had whip scars and burn areas where hot wax had been poured on the back of her thighs and back. The bottom of her feet had been branded by each of her former owners. At the base of her neck on her back, the word SLUT had been branded on her. She was malnourished and had no body fat on her at all.
She starts the shower and uses the shampoo and conditioner in her purse, along with the scented bar of soap she carried along with her. She uses her last razor to shave all of her pubic hair on her body. Where ever there was hair, she removed it. It has become habit for her. She takes a quick shower and gets out and dries her hair. There was a knock at the door.
“Here’s the night gown.” Sasha waits for Karen to unlock the door and take the gown from him.
Karen walks over and opens the door slightly and takes the gown.
“Thank you.”
“You’re welcome.” Sasha turns and leaves her.
Karen looks at the night gown. It was peach color and looked well made. She slips it on and liked how it glided on her body.
She reaches into her purse and pulls out a clean pair of white cotton brief panties and slips them on under the night gown.
Se gathers her dirty clothes up and walks into the hallway carrying them.
“Where are your washer and dryer?” Karen was looking at Sasha with her hands full.
“Right here” Sasha opens a set of folding doors next to Karen.
“Everything you need is on the self.” He looks at her and notices she was very young looking and extremely skinny, now that she wasn’t wearing so many layers of clothes.
He couldn’t believe how much skin and bones she was. The poor thing was so skinny.
“You know; we never did introduce ourselves to each other. I’m Sasha Ann Langster” He gives her a friendly smile.
“I’m Karen Carpenter.” Karen separates her clothes so that they will wash right. She stuffs them down in the washer and adds the laundry detergent to them. She looks toward Sasha, because she doesn’t know how to operate his machine.
“Here let me help you.” He steps beside her and sets the machine and gets it going. He closes the folding doors.
“You can sleep in this room.” He shows her the bedroom that was right across from the washing machine.
“While you were in the shower, I went ahead and made the bed for you.” Sasha steps aside to let her by.
“Thank you.” Karen walks in and looks around the room. It was nice and clean. It had the same type of doors on one wall like the ones that hide the washer and dryer.
She goes over and lays down on the bed. This was the first time, since she has been free that she has laid on a clean mattress with clean linen. She slowly falls asleep, but doesn't let herself slip completely asleep.
Karen looks up from a book she had been reading when Sasha comes walking in. She notices he used the front door today instead of the sliding glass doors, like he normally did. She opens her purse and pulls the money out she had made from working this week. She’s been staying with Sasha for almost a month now. The night he had invited her to his home had turned into a week and then another week. He had taken her shopping and bought her a few items of clothing to help her find a job and bought her several pairs of reading glasses to help her read, till she could get enough money saved up to see the eye doctor. She had used her other pay check to go and get her paycheck from the other place she worked part time. She had two-part time jobs. One was a pizza joint on Newtown road that needed a dishwasher. Her other job was a little bit more demanding, but she didn’t mind working there. She worked for a paint supply company down from the pizza place. The manager from there had seen her scrubbing pans in the back and when she came up to collect the dirty dishes off the tables, he had pulled her aside and asked if she would like a job cleaning their business. She had accepted the job. She cleaned the place and restocked the shelves with items that came in.
Sasha notices Karen curled up on the sofa. She was always so quiet and neat about things. He knew the only time she watched a movie or television was when he did. She never turned on a radio or left a mess anywhere. She always seemed to be on guard as well. He could see it in the way she composed herself. He knew a little about her past from the nights they had stayed up talking. He knew her parents and older brother were dead, but she didn’t know where they were buried at. She didn’t remember where she used to live. He knew she had been sexually and physically abused for years, but she wouldn’t talk too much about those events. He knew that she wouldn’t eat, unless he was eating. She never took a lunch with her to work and always gave him her whole entire paycheck. She never asked for anything for herself. She would keep a few dollars to buy whatever hygiene items she needed. He knew she had nightmares almost every night. He knew she didn’t like being alone in a pitch-black room or like having her hands secure.
“George called and asked if you were going to join him and Ginger on Friday night at Nutty Buddies. He said that they were celebrating
Ginger’s birthday. Harry down at Croc’s wanted to know if you were still planning to perform on Sunday.” Karen handed Sasha the messages she had written down from the answering machine. She knew Sasha had a cell phone, but he only gave the number to only a handful of people.
“What are your plans for Friday and Sunday?” Sasha sits down on the sofa next to Karen.
“I have to work down at the paint store on Friday, but I should be off by six. I’m off Sunday at Danny’s. He is cutting back on my hours to give some of the full timers more hours. I’m only schedule to work twelve hours this week for him. He said he might have to let me go, if things keep being slow. He said some of the drivers he has don’t have anything to do some days and while their waiting to make a delivery; they could be doing my job. He said if he has to cut me, he’ll let me know by next week.” Karen adjusts her feet on the sofa. She always wore socks to cover up the brands he saw on the bottom of her feet one day.
“Do you have anything else lined up?” Sasha knew Karen would always have something else line up, she was resourceful, and he liked that about her.
“Gary down at the paint store said if I lose my job at Danny’s, he’ll put me on full time at the paint store. He said he’ll teach me how to use the register.” Karen had a hopeful look on her face.
“Well, if things don’t work out. I hope you get to go full time at the paint store. You feel like going out tonight?” Sasha hasn’t been out in a while, not since Karen moved in with him.
“Where are we going?” Karen wouldn’t mind going out with Sasha. She always felt safe around him and his friends.
“Rainbow Cactus, you can relax and enjoy the floor show. If you’re lucky, Betty might be there. I know the two of you are good friends.”
“That’s because she treats me like her little girl. It’s Wednesday, they won’t let me in, eighteen and over only.” Karen had been there a few times with Sasha and watched him perform.
“Don’t worry about it. Chuck is on door duty tonight. He’ll let you in. Besides, who’s going to know your fourteen years old, dressed in drag? Come on back to my bedroom.” He takes Karen’s hand and takes her back to his room and starts doing her make-up and such.
Karen looks at herself in the mirror when he is done with her. She didn’t even recognize herself at all dressed the way she was. She looked older and more grown up. She was amazed at how much older she looked. She turns and watches Sasha as he gets ready. She always enjoyed watching him transform from his normal outward appearance to his female persona. When he was done, they left and drove to Rainbow Cactus.
Along the way Sasha got her to sing along with him to a few of the song’s playing on the radio. They arrive at the Rainbow Cactus and go inside. Chuck didn’t even bother to stop and check her id. They walk in and meet up with a few people Sasha knew. Sasha introduces Karen to them and they join them for drinks and such. About an hour later, Betty and her friends show up. They stay till about midnight and then head to Georgia’s place and party the rest of the night away. Sometime during the night Karen ended up with several alcoholic drinks in her and passes out from them.
When she wakes up, she had a killer headache and feels a body next to her. Their arm was resting on top of her and along with half her body as well, pinning her to the bed. Karen looked at what she was wearing and what the person she was in bed with was wearing. She had on an oversized black night shirt. She turns her head to look at who she was in bed with. It was a woman with long black hair and oriental features. She was wearing a baby blue night shirt as well. The woman stirs some and opens her eyes and look at Karen. She places a kiss on Karen’s cheek.
“Good morning sweetie.” She had a playful smile on her face.
Karen just looks at her “what happened last night?”
“Don’t tell me you don’t remember. You had so much fun last night giving me the time of my life. I have to say, you have a very talented tongue.” The woman was looking into Karen’s eyes and could see she was confused as hell.
“I made love to you last night?” Karen couldn’t remember anything at all.
“Would it bother you if you did?” She pulls Karen till she was lying underneath her.
“No. It’s what I do best.” Karen wouldn’t mind this woman. She was pleasant and beautiful.
The woman looks down into Karen’s eyes and could tell she was telling the truth.
Karen watches as a teasing smile appears on the other woman’s face lying on top of her.
“We did nothing last night sweetie. You passed out from drinking too much and I brought you to my bedroom and undress you and put this night shirt on you. I would never take advantage of a beautiful girl like you when she is drunk.” She gives Karen a deep tongue kiss.
Karen was startled at first when the woman started to kiss her and then slip her tongue past her lips and into her mouth. Karen relaxed and started too responded automatically to the older woman’s kiss. She couldn’t believe how much she wanted to please this woman. She felt herself wrapping her arms around her and her legs and pulling herself closer to the older woman. It was like something inside of her wanted this woman to claim her and make her, hers.
Betty couldn’t believe how this teenage girl was responding to her. She had seen the scars on the girl’s back last night and the brand burned into her skin at the base of her neck on her back. All the women she has ever been with, only one other woman has ever responded to her like this. She had been the very first girl who she had ever had sex with. Betty and this girl continued to kiss and feeling each other up and after a few minutes she breaks the kiss.
“Let’s go and take a shower my pet.” She picks Karen up under her butt and carries her to the bathroom. She starts the shower while Karen nibbles on her neck and shoulder.
She gasps when she feels Karen nip on her skin at the base of her neck. She looks down into Karen hazel color eyes and could see mischief in them as well as lust. They get in the shower and spend so much time kissing and making out, that the water coming out of the faucet goes cold. Betty could barely walk after the treatment this teenage girl gave her. She had teased and pulled, bitten and caused her to have some many orgasms that she lost track of how many times this girl brought her and sent her over the edge.
She looks down at the girl as she sat on the tile floor of the shower stall.
“I was right; you do have a talented tongue.” She bends down and kisses the girl on the lips. She could taste herself on the girl’s lips.
Karen looks up into the older woman’s brown eyes. She couldn’t believe how far she had gone and how much she had enjoyed it. It was like she was hooked on this woman. She wanted to please this woman for some reason. She has never felt like this about any one before.
“Thank you. I’ve had a lot of practice.” She pulls her knees to her as she sat on the tile floor.
Betty kneels down and places a finger under Karen’s chin and lifts her head up.
“I take it, that you were force by men to please themselves and others?” Betty looks at the girl’s face and could see that she was ready to cry.
“Yes!” Karen closes her eyes to try to stop the tears.
Betty pulls her to her body and holds her.
“Go ahead and let it all out.” Betty holds Karen to her and feels her cry.
Karen does scream and sob against the shoulder of this woman. She clings to this woman, like she was her island.
Betty picks her up and carries her back to the bed. All the water that had been on them had already dripped off them in the shower. She lays her down on the bed and lies beside her. She holds tightly onto her and when Betty feels her fall asleep, she gets up and gets dress, after tucking the blanket around Karen. She heads downstairs to the kitchen where she finds several of her friends drinking coffee and eating Krispy Kreme donuts.
Sasha looks up when he notices Betty walking into the kitchen already dress. He was wearing boxers and a shirt she knew that belonged to Kevin standing beside him.
“Where’s Karen?” Sasha was concern about his friend. He had seen how she passed out from drinking too much last night. He also knew how Betty appreciated younger girls.
“She’s upstairs still asleep. The poor thing finally grieved some for what has been done to her.” She pours herself a cup of coffee and adds cream and sugar to it.
“What do you mean for what has been done to her?” Kevin and a few others look at Betty and Sasha.
Sasha looks towards Betty, with a look of do you want to tell them, or should I?
Betty looks at all her friends “this doesn’t not go beyond this kitchen; do you understand me?” she looks at each of them.
They all nod their head at her.
“Karen has been sexually and physically abused most of her life. Sasha told me, that he thinks it might have started when she was just six years old.” She looks at Sasha to continue.
“Thanks for putting me on the hot seat.” He looks at every one afterwards.
“I overheard her talking in her sleep one night. She was having bad nightmares of what has been done to her. One of them was she saw her parents and older brother killed in front of her. I tried to get her to talk about it, but she won’t. She also won’t talk about what has been done to her either. All me and Betty do know now is that the scars she has covering her back and the bottom of feet. They were caused by some of the men that either used her or owned her. We do know that one of them put a brand on her, at the bottom of her neck.” Sasha takes a sip of his coffee.
“How old is she?” Clair was curious. She figures the way she was dress last night she would be eighteen or something.
“She’s fourteen years old.” Sasha looks over towards his friend.
“Fourteen years old? God, she looked older then that last night and you were flirting with her Betty.” Clair turns to face her friend.
“She may be physically fourteen years old Clair, but she’s more experience than any adult woman I have ever been to bed with. She can do things that I didn’t learn till I was twenty-two years old. She’s that experience.” Betty takes a sip of her coffee.
Everyone was looking at her “You and she made out upstairs last night?”
“No! We made out this morning in the shower. She broke down after she pleased me. I think she has become attaché to me. It was like all she wanted to do was pleased me.” She takes another sip of her coffee.
“That could have been taught or trained into her.” Kevin had seen some BDSM couples like that.
“I don’t think so. She did things in such a way, that you could tell it wasn’t planned or trained into her. It could only occur if a person was totally willing to give themselves over to another human being. That’s what this was. She wants me to take her and make her mine.” Betty drinks her coffee and thinks about everything.
“What are you going to do?” Sasha looks at his friend.
“Nothing I’ll just try to be her friend with benefits.” Betty says the last part in a sultry voice.
“Right, you’re thinking about making her yours. I know you to well Betty.” Clair knew Betty would try.
“Are you going to tell her the truth about yourself and us?” Sasha knew he was going to tell her if she continued to stay with them.
“Let’s see how things go first, before we spill all our secrets to her. She’s still too fragile and will need time to heal. Overcoming eight years of sexual and physical abuse isn’t going to be easy.” Betty wanted to take it slow with Karen. There was still a lot the girl needed to overcome, before she learned about her friends and the dangers she might be in associating with her and the rest of them.
“Has any magical brand or anything been placed on her?” Sasha wasn’t the greatest at finding them.
“No! She’s been strictly handle by humans who have no idea of the potential she carries inside of her. With the right training, she could become a very strong sorceress. What do you know about her family background?” Betty looks at Sasha. He was their historian and head researcher.
“There’s nothing special about her parent’s background. They are as normal, as normal gets. I went back as far as five generations on both sides of her family tree as possible. I used a sample of her blood to trace her ancestors.” Sasha hadn’t found anything that would explain why Karen’s magical energies were so high. That was what drew him to her last month on his way home from the Rainbow Cactus.
“Now that is a puzzle within itself.” Betty knew in order for a human to have magical energies that powerful, they would either have to have Sidhe blood in them or sometime during their family history it was introduce. Connection to the supernatural world in one form or another is required for a human to have high levels of magical potential.
“Wait a minute. Didn’t you say she was pimped out by one of her owners and made to do all sorts of things?” Betty looks towards Sasha.
“Yes! Ah! I see what you’re thinking. Someone turned her into a repository for their magical energies and later on was killed before they could retrieve their magic from her. However, to have that much magical energies shoved into someone like her, it would kill her. Her body would need to be set-up to take that much energy, without killing her.” Sasha thinks about what Karen told her about her life. Then he remembers she mention a homeless woman named Doris that she thought of like a mother that had healed her.
“I bet the woman she called Doris that found and healed her, made it so that her body could contain and use that fountain of magical energies inside of her. That would explain why she isn’t dead right now. However, it doesn’t answer whose power it is?” Sasha was deep in thought as everyone feels a slight vibration in the air and a portal opens. A tall female figure dressed in a medieval nobility style dress enters into Betty’s dining room.
Betty turns around with weapon in hand ready to strike whoever the intruder was. Everyone else who had been sitting or standing about talking turns ready to back their friend for combat.
“Who are you and why have you entered my home, without asking?” Betty’s armor had appeared on her and she was ready to strike.
“My pardon Lady Betty, but I am looking for that which belongs to my family.” The woman was looking at everyone present. She knew the legend of these people and knew they were extremely powerful, but she was the daughter of one of the most powerful family.
“And what would that be to warrant such rude manners?” Betty had an idea, but she wanted to see if Lady Banba knew.
“The magical essences of my brother, it never returned to our family. We found his body poisoned by this mortal world poison.” She nearly spits the last out with distaste.
“That would explain everything now.” Sasha spoke-up as he got a mental message from a friend of his about the person known as Doris.
“What are you talking about shape-shifter?” Lady Banba directs her gaze over towards Sasha.
“Why and how your brother’s essences ended up in our guest and why it didn’t kill her either.” Sasha looks at Betty.
“She needs to know Betty. It’s her brother’s essence.” Sasha was afraid she might not agree.
“You’re right. Lady Banba, I need for you to swear that you will not do any harm or malicious or command, bribe or entice any person or creature to do harm to the person who holds your brother’s essence.” Lady Betty looks at Lady Banba to make sure she understood what she was saying to her.
“I swear.” Lady Banba wonders what this was about.
“Follow me please.” Lady Betty puts her weapon away and escorts Lady Banba up to her bedroom.
When they enter the room, Lady Banba could tell immediately where her brother’s essence had gone. She could feel the pulse of it inside the teenage girl lying on the bed under the covers.
“How did that happen?” She walks silently over to the bed and places her hand on the girl’s forehead. She could feel her brother’s magic secure inside of the girl. She could also feel that the girl had been tamper with as well.
Lady Banba looks towards Sasha and Lady Betty “How did this happen and who is responsible for making it, that this girl can use my brother’s magic?”
“Let’s go down stairs to talk. I don’t want to wake her and explain our secret to her yet.” Lady Betty leads the way back down to the kitchen where everyone was still standing.
“How it happened was your brother torture her for his sexual pleasure. It seemed that he was so high that he ordered his men to hook him up to her body and let his blood mixed with her blood. He also injected the drug known as cocaine into her system at a very dangerous high dose mixed with his blood. His body couldn’t handle the dangerous level of cocaine and died from the impurities in the cocaine. He managed to transfer his magical essence into that teenage girl. She had been sold to him for a span of two weeks for his sadistic pleasure. What or why he treated her that way, we will never know. Their bodies were dumped in a dumpster like common trash and she survived with your brother’s blood in hers and his power, but it was killing her, because no one in her family line ever had any contact with our kind. She was later found by a wondering dragon that took her under her wing and cared for her. According to what Sasha found out from her blood, she was near death when she was found. The dragon figured out why she was dying slowly and adjusted that teenagers body to handle your brother’s essence. It is now part of her and there is no way to undo the magic done by a dragon. Especially to a human who has been modify by them.” Betty didn’t know how she should approach this.
Lady Banba stands there and thinks about what Lady Betty had told her.
“When will you tell her the truth about herself and about our race?” Lady Banba could only think of one solution, but needed her mother’s permission to do it.
“When I feel that she can accept the truth about herself and us. She has issues of her own that she needs to overcome before we tell her anything about us.” Betty wanted to take it slow, so not to spook or frighten the girl.
A silver necklace appears in Lady Banba hand. It had a medallion with her family crest on it.
“Make sure she wears this at all time. It will let others of our kind and other supernatural that she is of our house and protected by us. Because of how powerful my brother was, the power inside of her will grow and act like a beacon to those drawn to power or who live off of stealing power from us.” Lady Banba hands the necklace to Betty.
“I will make sure she wears it and I promise, nothing will happen to her.” Betty looks at the necklace and medallion. They were made from pure silver and intricately linked. She knew of only one jewelry designer that could have made this necklace.” Betty looks back at Lady Banba.
“Please do and make sure she stays safe please. We do not know what additional things that dragon has done to her.” Banba opens a portal and exist back to her family home to report to her mother.
“You know, you need to do something about that.” Sasha was standing next to Betty and watching as the portal closes.
“She’s using the same portal I’ve used several times when we were needed, remember?” She turns to look at Sasha.
It was three days before Christmas and Karen was getting anxious. This was going to be her first real Christmas. She has been living with Betty and sleeping with her ever since Sasha had informed her that he wasn’t going to renew the lease on his apartment. At first it had been a disappointment to her, because even though she was working full time at the paint store, she wasn’t making enough money on her own to pay the rental fee or the bills. Then when Betty had offered to let her stay with her, she jumped at the offer. She was already willing to do whatever Betty asked of her. Betty at first wouldn’t allow her to sleep with her, but after two weeks, she finally broke down and let Karen sleep with her. Her first night in bed, she and Betty didn’t get any sleep. They worshiped each other’s bodies all night long. They kept that pace up for another week, before it started to affect Karen’s performance at work. Betty put a stop to it, but gave her a beautifully design silver necklace and told her to never take it off. She was to always wear it, even when she was in the shower.
There were strange things that started to happen when she went to work the next day after she had put the necklace on. There used to be this one guy that she didn’t like that very much and always hung around her. He made her feel uneasy when she was working. After she wore the necklace to work, he stopped bothering her. He even apology for pestering her so much. Another thing she thought was weird. Was that the manager at the Seven Eleven store she stopped at to get her coffee every morning started being nicer to her. It was like he was trying to please her. He even let her have her coffee for free that day. When she rode the bus home from work in the afternoon, some of the guys on the bus and women for that matter were willing to give their seat up to her if she wanted to sit down at a window or if there weren’t any seats available.
Betty always took her to work every morning and she rode the bus home in the afternoon, back to Betty’s place. She told Betty about all these strange things, but Betty just teased her about it. During the week, they went shopping or clubbing or even to the movies. Since Christmas was close, Betty took her to see the Nut Cracker and Babe in Toy Land at the Chrysler. She attended the Christmas party that Betty’s Office sponsored. Betty told her to tell people if she was asked, that she was her adopted daughter. Someone at the party kept giving her alcoholic drinks and when she started to feel ill, she tried to make it down to the ladies’ room. She was almost there, when her legs gave out from under her. A guy she had seen at the party kneel and picked her up. He carried her to an empty office and locked the door. He laid her down on her back on a desk.
“So, you’re the boss ladies daughter, are you? Let’s see how she will feel after I use you.” He reaches up under her dress and yank down on her stocking, tearing them off her.
Karen tries to resist, but she was feeling too weak to do anything to stop him. She was going to yell for help, but he stuffed her ruin panties in her mouth. She puts one of her hands flat against his chest as if to push him off her. Then there was a flash of light and a crashing sound as she felt his weight lifted off her body and sent through the locked door. She was so sleepy that, she could barely make out that he had gone through the door and was lying across the hallway in a crumple form on the floor.
She wakes-up hours later lying naked next to Betty in bed. She felt weak for some reason and the palm of her hand felt kind of itchy. She snuggles closer to her. Whenever, she was feeling sad or just wanted to be closer to Betty. She would inch down under the covers and suck on Betty’s breast. Sometimes, she felt she was getting something from them, but she knew that wasn’t possible. She knew Betty didn’t mind, because she always held her head tight against her breast. She would hold her head there all night long and move her head to her other breast when she wanted her to suck that one for a while. It wasn’t always a one-way relationship. Betty would send her over the moon so many times, that she couldn’t function at all the next day, without her body having aftershocks and wetting her panties.
She remembered one embarrassing time, when she was at work and was ringing a customer up, when all sudden her body started trembling and a low moan escape from her lips. The aftershock was so powerful, that it had caused her to wet her panties and made a little puddle under her. It was still running down the inside part of her legs. The customer had given her a weird look and left. She was lucky her male boss didn’t see what happens. Karen lifts her head up, when she hears the soft rumbling sound of Betty’s car. Karen smiles as she gets ready to please Betty. Her new toys came in today and she wanted to have fun with them. She gets down on all fours and actives the fake cat tail sticking out of her rear end. She had done her face up to look like a cat and had her ears and everything on. She waits before spring onto Betty. She could hear Betty talking to someone. Karen waits till she comes in before leaping to her.
Betty catches her lover in her arms.
“What do I have here?” Betty smiles at Karen. All the stuff she had put on her to make her look like a little kitty cat was amusing.
Clair had walked in and watched as Karen disguise as a kitty cat had leaped into Betty’s arms. She just smiles as she watches Karen nuzzle and mew to Betty.
“You didn’t tell me you got a kitty cat Betty. When did you get her?” Clair walks up and strokes Karen’s scarred back.
“Oh! I found this stray this morning outside my door. I just couldn’t turn it away.” Betty was nibbling on Karen’s breast.
“Do you mind if I play with your kitty cat?” Clair had a wicked smile on her face.
“Nope, I don’t mind. She’s free for you to play with. Just don’t break her.” Betty places a kiss on Karen’s lips.
“I promise.” Clair strips out of her clothes and has fun with Karen.
Five hours later, Karen was lying across both women’s lap as they ate and watched a movie. Betty would feed her and then take a bite herself.
Clair had left the giant cat shape dildo inside of her. She could still feel the barbs holding it tight in her. Occasionally, Clair would pull on it and then set it deeper inside of her. There was a hose going from where it mounted on Clair’s belt to the end of the Dildo. She could feel it squirting something inside of her. She had heard Betty say yes to Clair, without her asking her anything. Between having fun with Clair and Betty, Karen couldn’t move without hurting. She was so raw and sore that she has never gotten this type of pain from any one before.
When she goes to bed that night she feels some weight inside of her where the dildo that Clair had inserted in her had been squirting. When she falls into a deep sleep that night. She has the strangest dream of being turned into a female humanoid cat, along with Betty and Clair and becoming pregnant from them and giving birth to actual kittens. She recalls experiencing every facet of being pregnant and giving birth to breast feeding the babies and watching them growing up to become strong women and men. She hears the alarm clock in Betty’s bedroom go off. Clair wasn’t in bed with them anymore and the alarm clock said it was Monday morning, Christmas Eve. She felt so tired and weak. She falls out of bed and crawls on her hands and knees to the bathroom to do her business. She feels Betty smack her hard on her rump when she comes out of the bathroom.
“Happy Christmas Eve” Betty grabs Karen and kisses her.
They stay like that for a while before Betty breaks them apart.
“Come on, we need to get ready for the party tonight.” She grabs a pair of shorts cut daisy duke style out for Karen to put on along with a t-shirt that says, “KISS ME its Christmas Eve.” Betty waits for Karen to get dress.
Karen looks at Betty “How did it go from being Friday night, to Monday morning?” She was confused.
“Easy, it was magic.” Betty turns around and heads down stairs.
Karen stands there confused out of her mind. She gets dress and heads downstairs after Betty. She notices Betty was already pulling everything they needed for breakfast out. Her stomach starts growling, like it hadn’t been feed for the past two days. She makes the coffee and helps with cooking breakfast and setting the table.
“Are we going to cook anything or are you using the catering service?” The reason she asked that question because she didn’t see the ham or Turkey out defrosting.
“Catering, they are going to drop everything off around noon and everyone should be arriving after that.” Betty takes a sip of her coffee and notice Karen was a little disappointed.
“Come here sweetie.” She holds her hand out to Karen.
Karen gets up out of her chair and takes Betty’s hand.
Betty pulls her onto her lap and wraps her arms around her.
“What’s wrong?” She watched Karen’s hazel eyes.
“I was kind of hoping we could do everything from scratch. You know sort of have a mother and daughter or lover and lover type of thing while we cooked.” Karen wanted to learn how to cook a full meal, instead of what she knew so far.
“I’ll tell you what. You put together a list of things you want to cook for New Year’s Eve, and we’ll host a party for our friends and cook everything. Is that a deal?” Betty looks at Karen as she thought about that.
“Okay, deal.” Karen gives Betty a kiss and leans against her.
“Tie me to the table and make love to me till I can’t walk.” Karen looks at Betty.
“God, your nothing but a little nympho, aren’t you?” Betty squeezes Karen to her.
“It didn’t start till I saw you and kissed you. It’s like I can’t get enough of you.” She kisses Betty.
“Alright, I’ll give you what you want, but no complaining afterwards. Not one word. I mean it.” Betty points her finger at Karen to reinforce her words.
“Okay!” Karen hops down off Betty’s lap and strips out of her clothes.
Betty grabs some rope from a drawer in the kitchen and secures Karen to the table on her stomach. She spreads her legs wide till they hurt and her arms as well. Betty slips her panties off and stuffs them in Karen’s mouth and steps out of the kitchen, so she can use her magic without Karen knowing and gives herself a huge Johnson. One that she knows will satisfy Karen’s request and make it, so she will never ask for it again for a while. She steps back in and enters Karen without warning and roughly make love to her. Betty isn’t gentle with her at all during the whole entire time.
Karen crawls around on the floor on her hands and knees. Everyone thought it was funny and smacked her hard on the rear end. Betty had given her what she requested. She was so raw, that even after taking a cold bath and applying the cream and oil, she was still hurting. She couldn’t walk without being in pain and sitting down was out of the question, so she was crawling around on her hands and knees. She had on a nice dress that Betty had gotten her for Christmas Eve. Betty picks her up off the ground and sits her down on her lap and holds her to her.
“You’re the one that wanted me to do it sweetie. So, you better suck it up and act like a proper hostess or I’m going to tan your rear end so badly, your other pain will have company. Do I make myself clear?” Betty looks into Karen’s eyes.
“Yes ma’am.” Karen looks back at Betty. She wasn’t mad, she asked for this, so she must take it like an adult.
“Good.” She smacks Karen on the rear end when she stands up.
The Christmas Eve party was a smash hit. Gifts were exchange, and Christmas songs were sung. The party breaks up around three in the morning. Betty finds Karen sound asleep in the den crawled up in a chair. She was wearing the choker she had given her. It had PET spelled out in silver against a solid gold collar around her neck. There was a special clasp that was invisible that only Betty knew how to open. She had design the choker for Karen. She scoops her up into her arms and carries her upstairs to their bedroom. She undresses her pet and places kisses on her favorite spots and slips a night gown on Karen. She undresses herself and slips on a night gown as well. She lies down next to Karen on the bed.
Karen snuggles close to Betty and gives her a kiss.
“Thank you, my love.” Karen snuggles closer and drifts back to sleep.
“You’re welcome.” Betty wraps her arms around her and holds her tight to her.
When morning comes, Karen just stays in bed lying on top of Betty listening to her heart as she slept. Somehow during the night she ended up on top of Betty sleeping form under her. She had her head tuck in the curve of Betty’s neck. Her hair had gotten longer and Betty wouldn’t let her cut it. It covers her shoulders like a velvet blanket. She wasn’t hurting as much as she had been, when she asked Betty to make it so she couldn’t walk. She still hurt and wouldn’t want to do any walking today or tomorrow, but she was enjoying the pain. Not because it was pain, but because it was caused by the person she has fallen in love with. She lies there enjoying the feel of Betty’s fuller breast pressing against her smaller ones. She could feel the medallion that Betty gave her and promise her to wear all the time, pressing against her skin under her night gown. She would finger the choker Betty put around her neck last night, but she didn’t want to wake Betty.
She looks at the alarm clock on her side of the bed and watches as the number changes. It reminds her on how much she has changed since meeting Sasha back in October. How instead of living on the streets and going from one shelter to another shelter and trying to avoid the cold weather and finding food for herself, she had found a home, a person she loves very deeply and friends she cares about. Things she never had before. She was no longer a play toy to be passed around, unless she wanted to. She didn’t like men any more, not after everything that had been done to her. She licks Betty’s neck and gently nibbles on it. She loved the taste of Betty’s sweat or whatever it was she washes herself with. Betty was a mother, lover and friend to her.
Betty was sixteen years older than her and treated her like a child, a lover and pet. She loved being all three of those things, but she loved being the pet the most. She was pampered, taken care of and could have as much sex as she wanted. She loved pleasing Betty, giving herself one hundred percent to her. Letting her use, her in any way she wanted. Before she met Betty, she used to hate being treated like that. Like a sex toy that the only purpose she had was to please every guy she was forced to have sex with. It wasn’t like that with Betty. If she didn’t want to have sex or be touched in a sexual way, Betty respected her choice. If she wanted to just please Betty, Betty let her. Betty never made her do anything she didn’t willingly volunteer to do.
She inhales and just lies there enjoying the peaceful and quietness of their room and the body heat from Betty’s body. She knew today was Christmas, but she didn’t want to get up right now. She was happy and content to just stay where she was. She starts kissing up Betty’s neck and then her chin and finally her lips. She feels Betty’s arms wrap around her and she kisses Betty passionately like she hadn’t kiss any one in a long time. She keeps it up and could feel herself getting close to blacking out. She hadn’t taken in any air since she started kissing Betty.
Betty could feel how close Karen was to blacking out. She breaks the kiss and stares up into Karen’s hazel eyes.
“Well good morning to you too. Did you sleep well?” Betty gives Karen a loving smile.
“Yes ma’am. You make a wonderful body pillow.” She wiggles her sex over Betty’s covered area. She still had on her night gown, so all she did was wiggle.
“Mmmm!” Betty lets out a slow moan of pleasure. She liked it when Karen wiggled over her sex.
Karen just smiles at her lover. “I’m hungry this morning.”
Betty just smiles at Karen “when aren’t you? You know where you can feed my dear.”
Karen slips down Betty’s body and feels as Betty opens her legs for her to crawl between. Karen licks her lips and goes to work eating Betty out. She feels her head press hard against Betty’s sex. She was going to make Betty pay for spoiling her fun. She goes into over drive and uses her fingers and tongue together. She massages Betty’s breast and slips her finger into her anal opening as well and wiggles it. She hears Betty moan louder then she has ever heard her before and the next thing she knows, the nectar she’s been waiting for comes. She keeps the pleasure up sending Betty over and over till she is breathing so hard form the multiple orgasms she has given her.
She moves up to Betty’s breast and starts sucking on them. She is surprised when some liquid shots into her mouth. It was warm, sweet and creamy. She is instantly addicted to it. She goes to town like a hungry little piggy.
Betty smiles to herself when she feels how greedy Karen becomes when she tasted her milk. She knew the poor child was going to be addicted to it. Her breast milk was magical in nature and now that Karen has become addicted to it, she will need it every day for the rest of her life. Betty wasn’t binding the girl to her; she was already that after their first love making. She knew how this girl felt towards her and only encouraged it. No, this was going to start healing her body over time. It would cause the scars and brands placed on her to disappear or heal over so that it doesn’t bother her any more. It will give her more energy to get through the day with. She knew Karen suffered from low iron levels and bad eye sight. She would have to produce the milk every day for Karen and make sure she drunk it, either from her or from an ole fashion baby bottle.
When Karen was done with drinking from both of Betty’s breast she looks up at her.
“How did you do that? You’re not pregnant, are you?” Karen was wondering about her lover.
“No, there are something’s I’ve been hiding from you, that I believe is time to inform you about Karen.” She pulls Karen on to her lap in a sitting position.
“Don’t tell me you’re married to someone else or that you don’t like me anymore.” Tears were starting to form in Karen’s eyes. She couldn’t lose Betty, not like she lost Doris.
“No, the only one I am married to is you. Just as you, are married to me. We are connected in more ways than one.” She inhales Karen’s scent. She knew Karen was aroused.
“Remember that movie we watched called A Midsummer’s Night Dream?” Betty knew that one would be the best example to use.
“Yes, I remember it. I like it a lot. Why?” Karen was curious.
“What would you say if I told you, that the characters in that movie are real?” Betty wonders what Karen would think.
“I would think you are trying to trick me or con me.” Karen looks suspiciously at Betty.
“Well, I’m not sweetie. Everything you saw in that movie is based on information we have been trying to hide or have encouraged to spread to make people think we don’t exist.” Betty shimmers some and reveals her true Fae form to Karen.
Karen had felt the magic as she watched her friend and lover changed. She was more beautiful than before and had longer hair and pointed ears.
“Wow! Are all Fae like you?” Karen was in awe of her.
“Yes and no. There are a lot of different type of us. We all range in different skin colors and humanoid shapes to even looking like animals or being animals. Some of us are plant like or compose of plants to beings compose of the elements like water and fire. We’re all as diverse like you humans are. The reason I have reveal what I am to you, is that you’re carrying a secret around as well.”
“You mean I’m one of you?” Karen was getting excited. She hopes she was Betty.
“Yes and no sweetie. You’re still human, but you have been given a gift and a curse at the same time. Do you recall your friend Doris?” Betty notices that Karen’s excitement had disappeared some.
“Yes? Was she like you?” Karen wonders what this had to do with Doris.
“No, she was something entirely different then me or my kind. Her kinds are very wise and fickle creatures. You know them as Dragons. They have always watched over you humans for a very long time. She changed you when she discovered that you posse the essence of one of my kind.” Betty wonders what Karen was thinking about this.
“What do you mean, I posse the essence of one of your kind and she changed me. I was sick, and she nursed me back to health.” Karen was getting a little freaked out about this.
“Sweetie, the reason you were feeling sick is, remember that guy you said you woke up under in the dumpster?”
“Yes ma’am. I can never forget his face. He did all sorts of things sexual and physically to me. He kept me high as a kite and made rough love to me. It hurt on so many levels. It was like he had poured fire inside of me.” Karen’s body remembers what happened that night and she shivers and shakes.
Betty tightens her grip around Karen and pours her love into her till she stops.
“What he did is forbidden to do to one of your kind. He transferred his magical essences and mixed his blood with you, changing your blood.
The reason it is illegal, is if you are not born part Fae or have Fae blood somewhere in your blood line, you can kill the human host with your power. What Doris did to you is allow your body to use the energy safely and replenish it. I think that’s why you are so sexually active with me. She made it so you need sex in order to replenish it. However, since you haven’t used any of it yet. That drive for you to have sex makes you itchy at times, like a drug addict. You’re not controlled by it, but you feel better when you are pleasing me? Do I make any sense to you?” Betty looks into Karen’s hazel eyes.
“Yes and no. You’re saying that he put his energies in me and if Doris hadn’t done what she did, I would be dead right now?” Karen watches Betty.
“Yes! If she didn’t do what she did to you, you would be six feet under right now.” Betty was being careful with her words. What really would have happened was, Karen would had exploded and killed whoever was around her at the time.
“And because of what she did to me, I am compelled to have sex in order to replenish it, but since I haven’t use it yet, the drive makes me act like a drug addict.” Karen had to think on that one. She knew Betty had been right about wanting to please her. It had hit her like a ton of bricks when she first kissed Betty.
“Yes. Does this bother you?” Betty could tell Karen was thinking deeply. She could see how her forehead muscles always contract when she was thinking.
“Is that why you keep me around is for the sex?” Karen was hoping it wasn’t so.
“Actually, there are four reasons I keep you around. The first one is you need to be trained in the use of your energies. You could seriously hurt yourself and others if you’re not trained. The second is that you’re like a daughter and lover to me. I would give anything to see you happy and to give you the love and care you deserve. I want to nurture you and care for you. I want to see you grow into a beautiful woman. The third is I like having you around as my pet. I love the way that you see me as your world and being. That you’ll do anything I tell you to do with no questions asked or resist me if I want to make you do it.”
“I do not do everything you tell me to do.” Karen got a little stubborn there and childish.
“Yes, you do. Suck your thumb like a baby does till I tell you to stop.” Betty looks directly into Karen’s eyes when she orders her to do that.
Karen immediately sticks her thumb in her mouth and suck on it like a baby does.
Betty touches Karen’s shoulder and sends her magic over her. She changes Karen’s night gown into something suited for a little girl of four and makes a diaper appear around Karen’s bottom.
“For the next two days, you will be treated and act like a four-year-old baby. Now back to my reasons. The fourth reason and I must tell you how important this is, that you have the power of a very important house in you. The necklace you wear has their family crest on it and it means you are a fully recognized member of their house. You are family and that no one can do anything against you without drawing their attention. The draw back to that is, any enemies of theirs that notice you, will come after you to take revenge. That’s another reason I keep you around. I am your teacher and protector in more than one way.” She gives Karen a smile.
“You can stop sucking on your thumb.” Betty watches as Karen pulls her thumb out of her mouth.
“Do you believe me now?”
“Yes mommy.” Karen responds back in a cute little girl’s voice.
“Good, let’s go and see what Santa Clause brought you.” Betty picks Karen up off her lap and gets out of bed and pulls on her house robe and takes her down stairs to start opening their gifts to each other.
Sweat was pouring down Karen’s face as she tries to convert the attack coming towards her from Betty to something less harmful. Ever since she learned from Betty that she could weld magical energies, Betty has been training her ruthlessly. She was being trained everything from physical training to magical training. Betty trains her every free hour she has. When she’s not training her, Clair trains her, when Clair isn’t training her, Sasha and Kevin train her. The only time they took a break was at Valentine’s Day. Betty wine and dine her that day. She was shower with flowers at work and went to lunch at a fancy restaurant and then they went out to the Opera and back to the house, where Karen gave Betty the night of her life.
Karen changes the attack into a harmless one and stands there panting. It took everything she had to do that.
“Let’s call it a night.” Betty comes walking over to Karen.
“Good, I am totally dry right now.” Karen was wearing a dancer’s leotard. Betty made her wear it when they did their physical exercise, just before they started their magical exercise.
Karen takes a swig of her water and swirls it around in her mouth. That last attack was a poisonous attack that Betty was forcing her to breathe in and change internal. She had informed her that there were some poisonous vapors she could do that with. She puts her water bottle down and grabs a bottle that had the milk from Betty in it and drinks that one. She’s been drinking four bottles of milk a day now ever since Christmas day. Most of her scars on her back had disappeared. There were still a lot more to go. Betty had her drinking from her every morning before she went to work and she made her take two bottles of milk with her to drink. She wasn’t allowed to drink soda or energy drinks any more. She was only allowed juice, tea, water and milk. She could still have her coffee. Betty was willing to compromise on that one.
They normally trained every day after she got home from work for four to five hours and then sit down and have dinner. She was only allowed milk at home, but if they went anywhere else, she could get anything, except soda. Karen would replenish her depleted magical energies by having sex with Betty most of the night and be fully charged by the time she woke-up. If she had sex with a normal person to recharge her batteries, that person would be too tired to get up. She wasn’t a succubus, but she needed sex to recharge herself.
“Come on you. We’re going out.” Betty takes Karen by the hand and upstairs to their room.
“I’ll be valuable. I’m like totally drain right now.” Karen was barely able to stand.
“Don’t worry about it. Where we are going, you’ll be able to recharge your batteries without having to screw any one.” Betty tosses a dress towards Karen.
Karen catches it and strips out of her leotard and tights. She slips the dress on over her underwear.
“No panties for you tonight.” Betty looks at her and makes it a command.
Karen removes her panties and tosses them in the dirty clothes hamper. She has gotten use to Betty ordering her not to wear panties sometimes when they go out. She knew that Betty liked to have fun with her when they were out. She also would allow other women to use her. The only thing she would never ever do is let a man touch her. Betty had told her that she knew how much she feared and hated men for what they did to her.
They go down to her car and speed off towards a member’s only gay club. Karen knew the place. Tonight, was ladies night and there was going to be a lot of sexy women being auctioned off tonight. The money would go to one of the charities the club help supports. When they walk in, the music was blaring and the lights in the place were turned down real low. Betty takes Karen out on the dance floor and they dance close to one another with Betty running her finger nails along Karen’s skin and inching her dress up to expose her bottom. They dance for about a half an hour, before Karen is grabbed and dragged to the stage with several other women.
“Alright ladies, you know what tonight is. As is our tradition, twenty young ladies were pulled off the floor and brought up here to the stage to be auctioned off. The rules are as follow. The partners of these ladies are forbidden to bid on their better halves. Sorry, but you have to share with the rest of us. You can only buy with the money you have in your purses. No checks, credit cards or IOU’s. Also, you can’t leave to get more money from the ATM. What you have on hand, is what you can spend. No permanent damage can be done to the girls, unless they beg you to leave a scar on them. Then that is permitted, but no broken bones or disfigurement. Please return the girls back to their lovers in the condition you received them. The girls are required to do whatever is asked of them within limits. Sorry, no killing or maiming. The girls are to stay with their new owners for the duration of their temporary sell and can be summoned from their occupation at any time by their temporary owners. While inside the club or the privacy of their owners dwelling, the girls will dress and act as they are told. If they refuse, the temporary owners may use whatever punishment they deem fit, if it doesn’t permanently harm the girls. The time limit on how long the girl is owned starts from the time they are sold. Remember, all money raised is given to charity. So, let the bidding begin.” The announcer starts the bid off.
Karen watches as each girl before her is auctioned off for decent prizes. There was no way she was going to fetch such a high price. The last girl on stage normally got the least amount of bid, because everyone had spent their money on the other girls. The bidding starts as she suspected very low. Just as the auctioneer was about to hit her mallet on the stand and say sold.
“Ten thousand dollars for the girl”
The crowd parts as a tall black raven hair woman walk forward past Betty. She had on a very low cut black dress trimmed in silver.
“I have ten thousand dollars; do I hear another bid.” The auctioneer looks around at everyone present. They were all stun.
The black hair woman looks up at Karen and directly into her eyes. Karen couldn’t break her gaze.
"I’m going to have so much fun with you human. You’re going to wish you never heard of my kind.” Karen heard the lady’s voice in her head.
“Going once, going twice, Sold.” As the auctioneer mallet hits the stand.
“I want her strip nude and crawling to my feet on her stomach.” The woman walks up to the auctioneer and pays her.
Karen does as she is told and crawls over to the woman on her stomach on stage.
“Kiss my boots slave.” She looks down at Karen.
Karen does what she is told to do. She continues till she is told to stop. The woman reaches down and grabs Karen by her hair and drag’s her off the stage.
“I’ll see you ladies later; I have a toy to have fun with.” She drags Karen towards the door right pass Betty. She stops and looks at Betty.
“You should never have let her go up there, Summer. Now she is mine for twenty-four hours and there is anything you can do about it.” The woman drags Karen out by her hair. Betty looks at Karen and hopes she’ll be able to survive what is coming towards. She didn’t want this to happen to her.
Karen is dragged to a limo and thrown in. She is flipped till she is on her hands and knees are secure to the limo’s floor. The window in front of her rolls down and a creature she has never seen before grabs her jaws and squeezes them forcing her to open up. Two slimy worms are put into her and she feels them going down into her body. She can’t scream, because the creature that grabbed her jaw sprays something into her mouth. It tastes nasty as she feels her tonsils going numb.
She feels sharp finger nails cutting into her skin “It’s time you met my men.”
Karen stiffens when she says men. She is taken to a warehouse and given to a group of forty men.
“Do as you please with her. Remember, no permanent damage is to be done to her.” Before the woman who brought Karen leaves her to the mercy of her men.
“A departing gift my child.” She places her fingers nails on either side of Karen’s head and presses them into her skin.
Karen screams in agony as she feels ten red hot nails pierce her skin and dig into her skull. She feels tendrils bore into her mind and then a switch is thrown wide open inside her head. The last thing Karen recalls seeing is a frightened little girl screaming for her mommy, before everything around her goes black.
Betty’s head shoots up and tears feel her eyes. Sasha was standing next to Betty. They couldn’t go and protect Karen from Lady Viles merciless torture. They were bound by the agreement that all buyers sign. She should have never brought her here tonight.
“What is it Betty?” Sasha was looking at his friend.
“It’s Karen, she’s calling out to me and I can’t do anything for her.” Betty was never good at mental combat. That would be the only way…” Betty looks at Sasha.
“Protect my body. I’ll be back.” Betty closes her eyes and sends her mental self to protect her little girl. Betty sees her little girl crowding in a corner for protection. She was curled up in a ball with her head buried in her arms. Betty goes over and picks her up.
“Mommy’s here sweetie. I’ll protect you from the monsters.” Betty stands there with little Karen in her arms.
She looks down at the scared little girl and notice that this must be the six years old version of Karen. The one that saw her mother killed and came here to protect her body and sanity. She holds her close to her and feeds her love through the child. She hopes by doing that, it will give
Karen the strength to endure what was being done to her right now.
Karen felt herself ripped wide open as a creature she has never seen enters into her and stretches her so much, that she felt herself being ripped inside her canal. She tries to scream, but can’t because of the spray done to her throat and the fact her throat was being jammed full as well. She closes her eyes and goes to that places she use to retreat to for protection when human men did this to her. She could feel the wormy things in her move through her body inflicting massive amount of pain to her. She was ready to will herself dead, when she feels the love of her mother protecting her, sending her the strength to endure and not to surrender. She loses herself in that love and let it fill her being.
She takes the energies these men were unwillingly giving her to recharge herself. She will get the last laugh.
“That’s cheating.” The mental form of Lady Vile shows up inside Karen’s mind and see’s the little Karen, the one who is the core of the physical one being held by Betty.
“No, it’s not. My daughter called me, and I came. I have broken no rules, unlike you.”
Lady Vile looks at Betty like who me? I haven’t done anything. Your daughter is my slave for twenty-four hours.
“Nope, I hate to inform you, but my slave or pet is on loan to you for twenty-four hours. My daughter is right here in my arms.” Betty was holding the little six-year-old Karen in her arms.
“You were never given permission to hurt my daughter.” Betty gives Lady Vile a mischievous look.
“Fine, protect your daughter, but her body belongs to me for another twenty-two hours and I will break her and bend her to my will.” Lady Vile was going to use every dirty trick she knew to do it.
“Don’t bet on breaking her. I think she is going to amaze you.” Betty wraps the little six-year-old Karen in a protective cocoon. She whispers to her
“This is all I can do for you sweetie; the rest is up to you.” She places a kiss on the sleeping Karen and disappears.
Betty reopens her eyes as she looks at Sasha “I’ve done what I could to protect her; it’s all up to her now.”
Lady Vile walks into the room, where she had dropped off Karen to be used by her men. She finds Karen sitting on one guard, looking like she has been dragged through the mud painting her toe nails. The room also had a terrible stench to it, like someone had set off a dozen spoiled rotten eggs or so.
“Lady Vile, I apology for not greeting you proper earlier, but as you can see I’ve been busy with your men.” She lets out a little burp.
Lady Vile eyes narrow as she smells the room “What caused this discussing smell?” She looks towards Karen.
“It must have been something I ate earlier, my lady. It didn’t agree with my system.” Karen just smiles at Lady Vile.
“Come with me, I am not done with you yet.” Lady Vile watches Karen as she very slowly walks towards her. She was hurting terribly in between her legs, but wouldn’t show any sign of weakness. Her magic was fully restored now, but she wasn’t going to tell her that. Lady Vile grabs Karen by her hair again and takes her to another room, filled with spider like humanoids.
“She’s yours to do with, but no killing or permanent damage to her.” The biggest of the spiders come over and take Karen away.
Lady Vile smiles to herself, when she hears Karen scream at the top of her lungs.
“Ah, such sweet music” She walks out and locks the door behind her.
Karen thought the time she spent with the guards were bad, she wasn’t prepared for what they did to her. For the next twenty-two hours, she is dissected alive and have every inch of her organs spread out all over the room. Her head was detached from her body and her mouth was sewed shut and kept alive. Her ears were chopped off, with her feeling it. All her skin was pulled off her limbs and hung out like leather tanning. They did more to her, then any other creature she had come across. They even tried to remove her medallion, but it wouldn’t budge. Neither would the gold choker Betty secure to her neck.
Karen found out that nothing could die while in this room. The enchantments placed in this room wouldn’t allow it, so she felt everything they did to her body. Including splitting her in half with a huge Johnson shoved straight up inside of her. She blacks out from the torture.
She feels a hand later touching her and she screams and backs up against the head broad of the bed. She had the sheets pulled tight to her.
“Please, no more. Please…” She was crying and sobbing. Her body was shaking…You could see where they had put her back together again and healed her. The scars wouldn’t be permanent, but she would know for the rest of her life.
Betty moves carefully towards Karen.
“Sweetie, no one is going to hurt you anymore.” Betty wraps her loving arms around Karen and pulls her towards her.
“Oh mom, they, they did terrible things to me.” She buries her head against Betty’s shoulder and hold onto her for dear life. She wouldn’t let go of her for any reason.
Betty lies down on the bed with Karen and holds her. She hated herself for taking Karen to the club last night. Karen’s body shudders every so often and she tenses up feeling like a hundred tiny spiders are crawling on her and inside of her. Every time Betty gets up to go and do something, Karen tightens her grip on her and holds tight to her.
“Sweetie, Mommy got to go and fix you dinner.” Betty feels Karen tighten her grip more.
“Alright.” She holds Karen. She brings one of her nipples up and put it in Karen’s mouth.
She could feel Karen sucking hard on it. She had a tight grip on it with her lips.
“Easy baby, mommy needs those.” Betty strokes Karen soak sweat hair and hopes that her warm breast milk will put Karen out for a while.
Karen drinks her mother’s milk. She starts to feel tired. The warm milk starts putting her to sleep. Her eye lids start drooping and she relaxes her grip on her mother. Betty’s nipple slips out of Karen’s mouth. Karen snuggles close to Betty and just sleeps.
Betty waits till Karen is sound asleep before walking away. She heads into the bathroom and clean her nipple. Then she heads downstairs and checks to see how many bottles she had left. She’ll have to warm a few of them up to keep her asleep and relax. The milk should help make her forget or at least soften the experience. Betty sits down in her favorite chair wonder why Lady Vile would want to torture poor Karen. As far as she knew there wasn’t any sort of feud going on between the two families. She’s known Lady Vile to bid on girls and treat them better than she did Karen. So why was she being cruel to her?
Karen wakes up hours later. It took her a few minutes to realize that she was in her room. She starts crying as memories of what happen to her started replaying in her mind. She couldn’t believe what was done to her. How could something be so cruel? Her body was urging her to get up and head to the bathroom and relieve herself. Karen gets out of bed carefully. Her limbs still didn’t want to work right for her, but she managed to remember how to move. She heads to the bath room and sits down to do her business. When she starts urinating, it burns like acid. She balls her hands as tears slide down her face. She spends a while on the toilet as her body empty’s it contents. It felt like she had a huge bladder as she kept urinating. Finally, it ends, and she cleans herself. She looks at how much came out of her and couldn’t believe how full the toilet was, not only was it full, but black as ink. She flushes the toilet and all of it goes down without any problem. She stumbles out of the bedroom as she adjusts to walking again.
She heads down stairs to find Betty. A delicious aroma filled the air as she headed into the kitchen. Betty was cooking a roast and had several dishes on the stove covered and ready. Karen walks over to her mother and wraps her arms around her. She just wanted her mother right now.
Betty had spotted Karen coming into the kitchen. She was going to say something to her, but she saw how she was feeling on her face. When Karen comes over and wraps her arms around her, she returns the affections. She felt her baby shiver against her. Karen was small compare to her. Karen only stood four feet six inches tall, where she was a foot and two inches taller than her adopted daughter. She had examined her baby when she came home and only found a few things that those spiders had done to her. One of the things they did was turned Karen’s beautiful brown hair to hair so black that light shimmered off it. It also was so silky to the touch. It felt more like spider silk then hair texture or silk itself. Another thing they did was turn her beautiful hazel eyes to ruby red. Not albino color, but ruby red. She’ll have to ask her daughter what happen. For now she’ll just hold her baby to her. She could still see the very faint seams where it looks like someone had secure her daughters head back to her body.
Betty rubs Karen’s back and just holds her poor baby. At least her choker and necklace was still intact, not that they could have destroyed it. She got the same person who made the necklace and medallion to make the choker for Karen. She feels Karen shudder again and just held her baby.
She looks down at Karen’s head “are you hungry baby?”
Karen nods her head yes to her mother’s question.
“Good, because dinner is ready to be served” Betty takes the roast out of the oven and begins cutting it up.
Karen helps her mother fix a plate for the both of them.
“Come on.” Betty takes her poor baby to the living room after grabbing a bottle of milk and handling it to Karen. She also had their dinner in her hands as well.
“Drink!” Betty gives Karen her baby bottle with her milk in it.
Karen starts drinking her bottle. It had her mother’s milk in it. The milk was cold and a heavier cream, then it was when it was warm from her mother’s body. She lies down on the sofa and waits for her mother/lover/mentor. Her mother’s milk when it was cold didn’t put her to sleep, but if she drunk directly from her mother’s breast it tends to put her to asleep. Betty told her that the milk’s properties change when it was cold. Its healing properties weren’t as strong as if she drunk directly from her mother. She continues to drink from the baby bottle her mother was using. She chooses the baby bottle, one as a joke, the second reason, because she could heat it up in the microwave and in a pot of water without any problems. Betty comes walking in with another bottle. She had notice Karen was halfway through her first one.
“Drink this one too.” Betty hands the bottle to Karen.
“Yes mommy.” Karen takes the bottle and puts it on the table.
Karen has her head resting on her mother lap. She had wolf down her food and was stealing tiny bits from her mother’s dish. The two of them head to bed that night.
Karen doesn’t get any sleep because of the nightmares she has throughout the night of what had been done to her. No matter how much Betty holds and comfort her, she keeps having the nightmares. She gets up in the middle of the night and walks out onto the balcony of their townhouse and stares out into the night. She wraps her arms around herself and shiver and wonders why her life has come to this. It was like her life had been meant to suffer. First her parents and brother was killed in front of her and then she was forced to be a sex slave and prostitute for men. Now she was some sort of freak. She sits down on the concert surface of the balcony and could feel the cold through her bare skin. She wasn’t wearing any clothes. She wraps her arms around her legs and cries herself to sleep.
It was noon time when she opens her eyes again and found herself lying on her and Betty’s bed under their warm blankets. There was a rose on the pillow next to her and she could smell Betty’s perfume next to her. Karen also spots a note. She picks it up and the only thing it says is DRINK!
Karen just stares at the letter, before getting up out of bed. She heads over towards the bathroom and does her business. She comes back out and puts her nightgown and robe on. She wasn’t planning on heading anywhere today and she had today off from work as well. She sucks on the bottle left for her and drinks her mother’s milk. She wanted her old body back. She didn’t like having red eyes or pure black spider silk hair.
Her skin was paler then it uses to be as well. She hated what was done to her body.
Karen falls asleep again, but doesn’t feel as the magical energies she has stored up inside of her body starts returning her back to what it used to look like before it was changed. A low level yellow glow surrounds her sleeping form and slowly returns her body back to how it used to be, before the physical changes and scars were done to her. Most of her scars had faded away from drinking from her adopted mother. Still, everything she has experience since she turned fourteen years old is completely removed from her body, except what Doris did to her. Her hair turns back to its original form and color, except a little longer and her eyes shift back to what they once were. Even her virginity is restored to before it was taken.
When Betty arrives home she finds Karen sound asleep on the sofa. She couldn’t believe how she looked. When she left for work this morning. Karen had looked like what Lady Vile had done to her, but now she looked like herself again. She didn’t know of any magic that could physically change someone back to their original form once they had been magically changed, unless they were a shape shifter like Sasha.
Betty knew for a fact that Karen wasn’t a shape shifter, because she had done several magical scans of her cells and tissue. She even had one of their non-magical doctor’s test Karen’s blood and cells. Betty walks over to the sofa and gently brushes aside some of Karen’s hair aside. Betty feels Karen’s hand wrap around her thigh and squeeze it.
Karen had felt Betty near her and reached out with her free arm to wrap around Betty’s thigh. She looks up at her adopted mother.
Betty looks down at Karen and kneels, so she was at eye level with her. She brushes aside some of her loose hair to look into her eyes. She couldn’t believe she was back to normal.
“I see you changed yourself back.” Betty was amazed at that accomplishment.
“I did?” Karen looked surprised at that statement.
She looks at her hand and notice it was back to her normal skin tone. She pulls a lock of her hair around and noticed it was back to her proper color. She was surprised and pleased that she was her normal self. She feels around for the scars that use to be on her body and noticed they were gone as well.
“How did I do that?” Karen sits up looking confused at Betty.
“I don’t know, sweetie.” Betty sits near her on the sofa.
Karen looks at Betty and was worried she might not like her after she ask what was bothering her.
“Why did you take me to the club and let me be taken from you and auctioned off like a piece of meat? I thought you loved me?” Karen watched Betty’s eyes and facial expression.
Betty takes Karen’s hand in hers “I forgot that it was the slave auction night. If I had remembered, I wouldn’t had taken you. Normally, you must submit a person for the auction. However, since you were a newbie and was with me, they automatically assume you would be fine with it.
Plus, it’s sort of an initiation for newbie’s.”
Karen couldn’t tell if Betty was telling her the truth or not. She wanted to trust her, because she loved her. However, she has been lied too in the past.
“I don’t know.” Karen felt conflicted.
“Karen, trust me. I told Lady Brenda I would protect you. Did I screw-up? Yes, I did. I should had remembered about the auction. I don’t know why Lady Vile was so rough with you or why she did what she did to you. She’s never gone that far with a slave before, unless they pissed her off.” Betty has known her for a very long time and normally, wasn’t into torturing innocent slaves like she did Karen.
“Who is Lady Brenda?” Karen looks at Betty for explanation.
“She’s the sister of the fey that mixed his blood with yours and gave you his power. You are technically a member of the family she comes
from. If nothing else, she would be considered your older sister.” Betty didn’t know if she should tell Karen about her older brother.
Karen places a kiss on Betty’s cheek “I forgive you.”
“Come on, let’s order some dinner.” Betty pulls out her cellphone and call their favorite Chinese place.
She orders her favorite and Karen’s favorite dish. She also orders extra eggrolls, because she knows how much Karen loves eggrolls. Once their meal is delivered, Betty pops a movie in and Karen curls up against her. She had already feed from Betty’s breast while waiting for their meal.
Once their dinner arrives and they finish it. Betty and Karen take a shower together. Betty searches Karen’s body to see if everything about her body has been purged of the changes that had been made to her.
Betty still couldn’t get over how the innate magical energies. That Karen was carrying around inside of her had managed to restore Karen’s body back to normal. Even her virginity had been restored. Karen decided that she wanted to have some fun with Betty’s body tonight and wouldn’t let her get any sleep.
Betty didn’t mind, but knew Karen had work in the morning. She lets Karen have her way most of the night and then she causes Karen to fall asleep. The last thing she needed was Karen to have problems at work.
Betty drops Karen off at work the next day “have fun sweetie.” She leans over and gives her a kiss.
“I will.” Karen walks into the store and says hello to everyone.
Most of the people she works with, knew she was dating Betty. They have seen her a few times kissing each other in the car before she got out. As Karen is putting away some new items they got in, two guys in black suits come walking into the store. One guy looked like he worked out because of how wide his shoulders were. His partner was a little shorter and looked like he was in his late thirties, maybe early forties.
“Hi, how can I help you?” Karen stood before them.
“Are you Karen Elizabeth Costa?” Jones had been sent by his employer to investigate a woman that was wearing a unique medallion around her neck.
“Yes I am. Is there anything I can do for you?” Karen was curious why they wanted to know who she was.
“Yes, can you tell me where you got that medallion around your neck? I’ve never seen one like it before.” Jones was fascinated by the necklace.
"It was given to me by my girlfriend." Karen stands there talking with him.
Jones motions with his head to his partner and the two of them leave the store.
Karen was puzzled by those two men. She goes back to work.
When Betty comes to pick Karen up from work. She tells Betty about the two guys that had stopped in and questioned her. As Karen was talking to Betty. She notices that Betty kept glancing in the rearview mirror.
“Are we being followed?” Karen glances back to see if she could spot who they were.
“Yes, we are. Let’s have a little fun with them.” Betty speeds up and does a little weaving in and out of traffic.
She turns down another street and put some distance between her and the car following her. She pulls into a parking lot and cast a glamour spell to make the car disappear. Karen and she watched as the car that was following them, drives right by them.
Betty uses the glamor spell to disguise her appearance and the car itself. She follows the men that had been following them. She follows them to their place. Then they follow them to into a rundown neighborhood to a house that looked plain. They watch as the two guys get out and head inside.
“Stay here Karen.” Betty had parked nearby.
She uses some of her magic to move swiftly towards the house. She gets close to the place without being seen. Inside she could see major piles of cocaine on a table and several people either watching television or counting money.
“Was it her?” A tall Latino looking gentlemen dressed in an expensive suit comes walking out of a room.
He was wiping his hands clean with a rag that had dried on it.
“It was her boss. Some how she survived the over dose and was wearing a medallion like that strange fellow was wearing around her neck.
She works as a sale clerk up at a paint store and is living with a high class executive woman.” Jose was happy she had survived. He’ll have his favorite play toy back.
The gentleman looks at the two men he sent to verify if it was Karen or not. It had taken them almost a year to find her. She was one of their most popular girls. When he thought she had died during that experiment the strange looking person had done to her. He thought for sure she was dead. She had no pulse or anything.
“Are you going to try and capture her again and add the woman she is living with into your stable?” Jose was hoping his boss would.
“Yes, she is still my property and I can always use another whore.”
Jose just smiles at that statement. He was going to have fun breaking the other woman in. Just like he had fun using and breaking Karen in.
An evil smile appears on Betty’s face as she summons her armor and reveal her true self. Her sword appears in her hands, as she surprises the men and start attacking them. She cuts one in half as she brings her sword up to kill the one that said Karen belonged to him. She didn’t like him especially. Karen wasn’t his to do as he willed. She cuts into everyone there.
By the time Betty is done, all the guys that threatened to take Karen from her are dead. As for the other women that she found and looked like they were being forced to sell their bodies or hooked on drugs. She places a call to the local police department to come and help them. She does purge their bodies of the drugs they were forced to take and any diseases that they may have been infected with. She locates the guy that looks like he had been beaten to death. she checks his pulse and her guess was right. He was dead from the punches that had been inflicted to him. She walks back out to the living room and uses the guy that seemed to be the leader to clean her sword. Not that it matters much. Her sword was elven made. It was crafted by one of the best elven swordsmith around.
She disappears and heads back towards the car were Karen was waiting on her. Karen is startled when the driver side door opens, and Betty reappears inside.
“What did you find out?” Karen was curious.
“I’ll tell you when we get home.” She leans over and gives Karen a kiss.
Karen was curious as they head home. She could tell something was up with Betty. As they pulled into the parking garage. She follows Betty up to their place and once they were inside. Betty touches the four corners of the doorway, while adding a little bit of magic to it.
“There, now no one can hear us. Do you remember who the last person you were made to perform for was?”
“Yes ma’am. His name is Domino Delgado. He enjoys hurting his girls and getting them hooked on drugs to make them more receptive to what he wants them to do. He tried to get me hooked on coke, but I’m allergic to it.”
“Well, those guys that came to speak with you, worked for him. He was inside the house as well.” Betty noticed that Karen got a scared looked on her face.
“Karen falls to the floor “I don’t want to go back into that life again.” She starts crying as she sits on the floor.
Betty walks over to her and wrap her arms around her shaking body.
“You’ll never have to go back into that life again, I promise. Besides, it doesn’t matter, because I killed that guy and all the people inside the
house.” Betty just holds Karen against her body and let her calm down.
“Come on, lets get you feed.” Betty escorts Karen into the kitchen and have her sit on a stool, while she makes them dinner.
Betty wakes-up laying on her back with Karen laying between her legs and using her abdomen for a pillow. They had gone to bed last night after she had breast feed Karen. Karen was still a little upset about what she had told her last night. She knew once Karen drunk her breast milk, it would put her asleep. Which she was right. As soon as Karen finished drinking from her, she had fallen asleep.
She remembered Karen snuggling against her and drifting off. Now she tries to figure out how Karen had managed to move down between her legs under the blanket, without waking her. Betty tries to move to get up, but Karen refuses to let her move.
“Sweetie, I need to get up and go to the bathroom.” Betty strokes Karen’s long silky-smooth hair.
Karen rubs her face against Karen’s abdomen as she slowly crawls up her body and straddle Betty’s waist. She made sure her sex was right over Betty’s. She leans down and kisses Betty on the mouth as she grinds herself against Betty’s sex.
Betty moans as Karen keeps kissing her and grinding against her. She really did need to get up and go use the bathroom. She wonders what has gotten into Karen this morning. Not that she is complaining. They both had the day off from work today because of the weather.
Karen finally stops kissing Betty just before she passes out, but continues to grind against her. She keeps it up until both have their orgasm at the same time. She knew how long it would take for Betty to come, with her grinding against her sex.
Betty tries to get her thoughts in order as she gently lifts Karen off her waist and stumbles towards the bathroom to relieve herself. Oh, she was going to pay Karen back for that little stunt. She sits down on the toilet and let her bladder do it’s job.
Karen just smiles as she looks in the night stand for her kitty cat ears and tail. She wishes she had her own. She stops looking for them and sits back on her hunches. She’ll ask Betty when she comes out of the bathroom if she’ll give her, her own real kitty cat ears and tail. She listens as Betty relieves her bladder.
When she hears Betty, flush the toilet and wash her hands “Betty, can you give me a set of real Kitty cat ears and tail?”
Betty walks out of the bathroom and over towards the bed where she sees Karen sitting back on her hunches in the middle of their bed. She thinks about Karen’s question and knows she could do it, but it would only last for a few hours. She could make it permeant, but Karen would need to want to make it permeant.
“Yes, but it would be only for a few hours. If you want to make it permeant, I would need to get a few items and you would have to add some of your blood and want it to be truly part of you.” Betty stands in front of Karen and just looks at her.
“How would I hide it if I am at work, because people would stare.” Karen wouldn’t mind making it permeant.
“You would use a glamour spell, like I do to hide my true form to people. I don’t hide my nature from you, because you are my pet, lover and daughter.” Betty caresses Karen’s cheek when she says that.
Karen leans into the caress. She likes it when Betty caress her.
“Let me see how things go for a while, before I ask to make it permeant.” Karen was sure she wanted to make it permeant.
“Okay, now get on all fours for me.” Betty kneels next to Karen’s body as she watches her get on all fours on top of the bed.
Karen gets on all fours as she feels Betty kneel next to her. She shivers as she feels Betty's hands touch her skin.
“Is there a cat tail you want me to sprout from your body?” Betty strokes Karen’s back.
“A normal cat tail is fine for now.”
“Okay” Betty places one hand right above Karen’s tail bone and sticks her middle finger into Karen’s anal opening, while cupping her ass
cheeks.
She sends her power down her arms and through her hands and into Karen’s body. At first nothing happens. It was like Karen’s body was resisting Betty’s magical energies.
“Sweetie, you have to stop resisting my magical energies, if you want your tail.” Betty looks down at Karen’s face.
“Sorry, mom.” Karen takes a deep breath and relaxes.
She could feel Betty’s magical energies on her skin. She allows Betty’s energies to enter her body and do what it needs to do. She feels the skin, bone and muscles stretching at her tail bone. She could feel a tail forming out away from her body.
Betty concentrates and watches as a tail starts forming from Karen’s body. It keeps growing till it is long enough for the tail to touch Karen’s breast. Once the tail has formed, she causes silky black short hair fur to cover it.
“There, that takes care of you tail. See if it responses to your control.” Betty just watches to see if Karen can make it move.
Karen concentrates on it. She feels a tingling sensation as the new nerves awaken and causes her tail to move.
“It moved.” Karen was excited.
Betty had watched as her tail moved. She removes her finger from Karen’s anal opening and wipes it with a tissue she makes appear. Once her hand was cleaned. She places her hands on either side of Karen’s head, covering her ears and removing her hair out of the way.
Karen felt Betty cover her ears and then there was no noise at all as her ears closed. Then she feels a itching sensation as the skin on top of her head separates and forms two kitty cat ears on top of her head. She could hear a lot of things.
She starts to feel a tingling sensation at her mouth and in her eyes, as the teeth in her mouth start to shift and reshape themselves. Her vision blurs as she feels her eyeballs start itching and her vision comes back sharper than before.
“There, that should do it.” Betty sits up as she looks at her little kitty cat.
Karen looks just like she did when Clair had turned her into a Neko and got her pregnant right before Christmas Eve. Clair had caused Karen to give birth to six kittens and during that weekend watched as her babies grew up and such. They had been in another dimension where time moved faster, so Karen could experience the whole thing of being a mother. Than when they came back they had blocked those memories from Karen and returned her to normal.
Karen could feel her tail swish back and forth. She could also hear things she couldn’t before. She turns around and jumps Betty pinning her to the bed as she made little mewing noises as she licked Betty’s body and nibbled on Betty’s sensitive spots on her body.
For the next couple of hours, Karen has her wicked ways with Betty. She does beg Betty to make love to her like the time Clair did with the Cat shape dildo.
Betty gives Karen what she wants, as she has her way with Karen’s body. The two of them don’t stop for at least five hours. By that time both
were worn out and sore. Especially Karen, because Betty had used the cat shape dildo strap on her so many times, that Karen had started to bleed from the barbs digging into her vagina lining.
Betty glances down at Karen’s sleeping form. She still had her Neko features. Betty steps into the shower and takes a shower to cleanup. She applies some healing ointment on some of the bites and raw places Karen had licked her with that cat tongue of hers.
Once she was cleaned and had partially healed. She heads into the kitchen to see what they had in the frig and cabinets to make for dinner. She knows Karen was going to be hungry when she woke-up.
Betty couldn’t believe that Karen had begged her to change her permanently. She saw that Karen was enjoying being a neko cat girl. She was happier then she has ever seen her and frisky all the time. She had to get Clair to donate some blood and help her make the changes to Karen permanent. She taught Karen how to do a glamour spell to hide the changes to her body. She could still use her tail with the spell in affect.
They enchanted a leather collar that had bells on it with a glamour spell on it. They did it so, Karen wouldn’t have to continually renew the spell or concentrate to keep the spell going. She did notice that Karen couldn’t stand wearing clothes when she was home. She thinks that it was a side effect of being changed.
Betty watches as Karen chases a ball across the living room floor. A smile appears on her face as she watches Karen enjoy herself. She makes a big ball of yarn appear in her hand and tosses it towards Karen.
She watches as Karen starts playing with it. Soon Karen has herself all tangled up with it. Betty just shakes her head as she walks over and helps Karen untangle herself from the yarn.
“Am I going to need to get a litter box for you as well?” Betty couldn’t believe how much Karen was acting like a cat.
“No and yuck. I’m just in a happy mood.” Karen gives Betty a kiss.
Betty returns the kiss. She holds Karen tight against her body. She nibbles at the base of Karen’s neck and stroke her spine, since she wasn’t wearing any clothes. She could hear a low purr coming from Karen.
Karen stops kissing Betty and lean back to look at her face and into her eyes.
“Drop the glamour, please.” Karen wanted to see Betty’s true form.
Betty does as Karen request. She knows Karen rarely gets to see what she looks like without her glamour on.
“Marry me, Betty. I want to be your wife forever or till death do us part.” Karen felt strongly about what she just asked Betty to do.
“Are you sure baby?” Betty wouldn’t mind making Karen her wife.
They were already lovers and such. She felt that she never wants to lose Karen.
“Yes, I’m sure. I want us to be wife and wife forever. My heart, soul and body already belong to you. I don’t think I could go on without you.”
She lays her head on Betty’s shoulder.
Betty holds her against her body. She could feel Karen meant what she said and wanted.
“If you are sure about what you want, baby. Repeat these words after me. Im ber na mel a care an cin, a im will trui in everui té na n- worthui -o cín mel. Im will always n- honest with cin, kind, patient a forgiving. Im ber na encourage cín compassion, because i na- what makes cin minei a wonderful. Im ber na nurture cín dreams, Because trí hain cín faer shines. Im ber na help shoulder mín challenges, an ennas na- nothing mín cannot níf if mín stand go-. With cin, im am whole, pant, cuin. Cin ech- nin laugh. Cin let nin nall-. Cin are nin chwest, nin everui heartbeat. Im am yours. Cin are sab-. -o hi mín are certain.”
As the last word was spoken. Both their auras lit up and pass from one to other. They merge together as they bind each other.
Karen felt the magic as it tickled her skin. She felt as a piece of her soul was transferred to Betty and as a piece of Betty’s soul was transferred to her. She could feel Betty inside her head. She looks deeply into Betty’s beautiful eyes and kisses her.
Before long her and Betty are making out on the floor of their living room as she gives and begs Betty to do whatever she wants to her.
Betty gives Karen what she wants, as she feels Karen give what she wants in return. The two of them can now read each other’s thoughts.
Their bodies move as one. When they finally fall asleep. Karen knows she has found what she has always wanted.
Translation from Elven: “I promise to love and care for you, and I will try in every way to be worthy of your love. I will always be honest with you, kind, patient and forgiving. I promise to encourage your compassion, because that is what makes you unique and wonderful. I promise to nurture your dreams, Because through them your soul shines. I promise to help shoulder our challenges, for there is nothing we cannot face if we stand together. With you, I am whole, full, alive. You make me laugh. You let me cry. You are my breath, my every heartbeat. I am yours. You are mine. Of this we are certain.”