The Gift of Obidience

I heard their footsteps minutes before they walked into the cold crypt I was being held in. Two pairs echoed down the hall, a heavy confidence in both strides. The sound jerked me from the murky haze which seemed to ensarl my preception. My heart fluttered rapidly against my chest as each step grew louder and nearer.

“She’ll be the perfect gift for Halcyon.” A masculine baritone voice sounded from a distance outside the door as the fluttering in my chest increased to a pounding.

“She better be, the last time you said that she was inept, poor thing!” A second voice responded—a woman, their voices and footsteps this time much closer. Claws now threatning to tear their way from chest as I felt the air leave my lungs in a frantic rhythm.

“Just wait and see Myna, this one was carefully chosen for him. Let’s just say, it won’t be just Halcyon that’ll enjoy the fruits of her gift.” The footsteps ceased, as my stomach tightened as my body further betrayed me in panic with each metallic clang.

The click of the lock being released echoed outside the door. I tried to fight back the tears welling but as always, they were much stronger than my will. They came gushing in hot salty streams no longer able to sustain my terror.

“Little bird, are you ready?” He sang as he walked in. Fluttering images of the day became clearer; the wood mother always cautioned me about, a wounded bird, forceful hands, and the metalic taste of blood in my mouth quickly resurfaced painting the horrifying picture of my circumstances. I began to realize that these were not the same forceful hands that had taken me from the wood. I could make that out even through the cloudy tears that smudged my view. No, this man—rather creature, was at least 7ft tall, with broad chiseled shoulders that were proudly displayed. He bore little to no clothing, save for the gold silk fabric that covered his bottom half, it was adorened with intricate metallic belts that seemed to weightlessly move with him with every step.

The unknown woman peered from behind him. She was easily just as tall as the man. Her tall lengthy frame was menancing as her pointed heels clicked and echoed toward me. As she got closer I could make out just how thin and ghastly this creature appeared, her collarbones clingling and potruding from her chalky translucent skin that was draped in a similar fabric.

The room grew colder, on reflex my nipples hardened, the chilly air making them ache in sensitivity. I stiffled a moan as the unknown creatures towered above me. My shaky arms tightened around my now more heightened naked body. A cascade of more blurry memories emerged from the crypts of my mind, of strangers stripping and bathing me. I shivered in fear at the predicament I had fallen into. I had been in shock and frozen then, and now I was beginning to come to and realizing the horror of my destiny. If only I wouldn’t have ventured off from the path to help the injured bird, I thought in useless regret. I should have listened to mother. Were these the creatures she warned me about, the Unseelie?

“Little bird, no need to look so glum. We need our special little gift to look perfect.” The creature said with a strained warmth that sounded unnatural and detached. I kept silent as I struggled to sustain back the tears. Why did this have to happen to me? Did he know about the gift I possessed, or rather curse? The thought of him knowing created a knot in the center of me.

“Get up little bird.” He cooed. Oh no, I thought as I felt my arms unravel from my legs and my body changed from a crouching position to a standing one. The chilly air bit at my exposed skin and caused bumps to rise down the length of my entire body.

“Perfect, now walk over here.” He pointed to the ground right in front of him. Again, I didn’t bother trying to fight it, it was bound to happen either way. With a tremble and a constant stream of tears my legs moved slowly one in front of the other, before stopping right in front of the strangers. This upclose I could make out their striking features. The woman’s faced appeared even more hollow this up close, the man in turn appeared much more menacing.

“See Myna. Isn’t she just perfect for him.” Their excitement drove me sick.

“Falcon,” she paused only as her eyes hovered over every inch of me.

“She is quite splendid indeed. How curious, how small they are. If only she’d cease the melodramatics, so I can get a good look at that face, you know my Prince likes a pretty face.” She said inquisitively.

“Oh no worries. Little bird cease the tears at once.” He said in a stern voice. At once the hot stream of tears stopped, my eyes and face were left feeling swollen and sticky. He knew of the gift. I wanted to run.

“Falcon! How marvelous, it can’t be.” She exclaimed in morbid wonder. “My, how did you find such a rare gift! You truly have outdone yourself. Halcyon is bound to enjoy this one!” She clapped her hands together as she walked in circles around me examining me closer. Her scrupulous gaze made me twitch with unease.

A shudder ran through me as she ran a cold finger down the length of my cheek down to my pointed aching nipple. Bound by the earlier requests the tears remained hidden, but I could not stop the involuntary step I took away from her.

“Oh silly maggot, none of that. Stay still.” She dropped her tone as she said the last half. Forced to do as I was told, my feet remained locked to the spot beneath me. Her wandering chalky finger continued to roam. Each trace leaving behind a trail of bumps and tremors. She stopped just below my navel.

“Not a single bit of hair on her body. How lovely. Of course little wench, you’ll never be quite as lovely as anyone from the Unseelie Court. That being said you are just dainty enough to be of great pleasure to my Halcyon. Speaking of, enough of this, it’s time to head back to the celebration.” She said with impatience. I recoiled in disgust as she stepped away from me. “Falcon, take care of making her presentable and bring her along. Oh how I hope this surprise is enough for him.” With that she turned and walked out to what lay beyond the door. I was then reminded of the beast who was still in the room, his energy seemed to overpower the room. She had mentioned the Unseelie Court, if mothers tales were correct I was in deep trouble, my fate would end tragically a voice told me.

“Oh little bird how much we’ll enjoy you.” His eyes glazed with emotion. It made me feel sick, it was a look like nothing I’d ever seen before but it frightened me all the more.

He took a seat at the marble bench nestled in the corner of the desolate room. His enormous stance engulfing the furniture, he leisurely spread his legs open. The silk draping carefully between chiseled golden legs, the metallic belts gracefully dancing around his waist.

“Come over here little bird.” He motioned with his hand. My legs wobbled. The knot grew bigger.

“Sit.” He said while patting his leg, motioning for me to sit on it. I swallowed back bile as I robotically perched my naked frame on his leg. I awkwardly struggled as his leg, while sitting, was still much higher than my bottom. I got on my tiptoes and settled my hands on his thigh to push myself up to his leg, my breasts heavy as I awkwardly landed myself on him. The creature seemed to enjoy watching me struggle as he sported a lazy grin and marvel filled eyes. I bit back a cry that dared escape my throat. I didn’t know much, my mother and father lived an isolated life and taught me very little of the outside life and norms, however I knew that this was incredibly inappropriate. I had never even let anyone seen me naked, let alone sit on their lap this indecent. I felt my body heat up with embarrassment and fear.

“Stay still.” He said as I continued to tremble. Automatically my body stilled. “Little bird. Does my size fluster you.” He asked in a strange and unusual raspy voice. I remained silent. Refusing to play into this game. Maybe this was all just a terrible dream. Maybe I fell on my way off the path and I was hallucinating all of this.

“Tell me little bird, does my size fluster you.” His newfound strange voice asked me again and snapped me out of my thoughts.

“No.” My voice sounded small and insignificant.

“Tell me the truth.” He said again in that same tone that made me uneasy.

“Y-yes.” I mumbled quietly, forced to tell the truth by the gift that chained me.

“Yes what?” He asked, as if to mock me. This was a game to him.

“Yes, your size flusters me.” I said quietly. His body boomed with laughter, causing me to move on his leg closer to his center. The slipperiness from the silk tunic on him made my hand slide to the center of his legs. I gasped and quickly pulled my hand away from what I had felt.

“Easy, easy my sweet little bird. Don’t get carried away just yet, you are afterall a gift for my son.” The fabric moved as whatever lay between his legs rustled. “Let him play with you for a bit, and when he inevitably gets bored with you, I’ll enjoy this pretty little fragile bird and her gifts.” He whispered in my ear as his finger ran down my cheek down to my rock hard nipple. I let out a yelp as he pinched and twisted it between his strong giant fingers. “Shhh. Keep quiet.” I did as I was told. My body seemed to fight itself as I was forced still and silent while this man touched me in places I had never been touched. With one hand rubbing my aching sensitive nipple the other reached to the metallic dangles around his waist. He unclasped a thin gold metallic chain. Two diamond clasps were at the ends of two of the chains, which met together to a longer gold chain which the creature held on one hand.

“Wipe the tears from your face.” He said. I did as told. I stared in shock as he took one of the clasps and opened to place it on the nipple he had just freed. I stiffled a moan as the clamp bit down on my already aching nipple. I wanted to scream for him to stop but I was already tied down to his demands of me. He grabbed the other clasp and placed it on my other nipple. Both nipples throbbed with an unfamiliar sensation. I bit my lip to suppress the feeling. I was sick thinking about how delicious the clasps felt on my aching nipples. I must really be delirious. I had never felt anything similar to this, I wasn’t thinking straight.

“Almost, let’s get you down from here little bird.” With both hands he lifted me from his lap and set me in front of him. My eyes were just in line with his chiseled chest. I dared not look at him as he smoothed down my long dark hair. When he was done he lifted my chin with his finger, forcing me to look him in the eyes. He was an wickedly handsome creature with strong angular features and dark cold eyes. I shivered once more.

“When we leave this room you will follow behind me. Your legs will not wobble as I have seen them wobble here. Your head will not look down as you repeatedly do in this room. You will walk with grace and confidence, and make eye contact with those who look at you. You are, afterall the grand surprise for my Prince, you are too behave in such a way. Don’t utter a word, or ridicule me with those pathetic tears, oh and of course, do anything my son commands you to.” He said all the while holding my chin and my gaze. I felt my body obey at once his demands. Now under the control or his orders I tried to retire myself deep into the depths of my mind, turn an eye at the terrible reality that lay in front of me. My senses were too heightened, much too alert to let myself retire. I was living a nightmare, I swallowed the lump in my throat as the man turned around one hand holding the chain that connected to the clasps at my throbbing nipples. I readied myself as my body gracefully and confidently walked behind the man, bumps covering my entire body as my mind raged at war. We stepped out into the hall and into the dark.