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Early evening was supposed to be quiet in the dorm, as the last two young men were being deflowered behind the concrete wall, and Kylo was nowhere to be seen. But after half an hour after Finn and Tommy had been taken away, the steel door suddenly clunked open. Two masked guards stepped inside: “Scott, Zalim wants you in his bedroom. Move, fast.”
Everyone was shocked. Scott stood up and asked, “What happened?”
One guard replied in a malicious tone, “Just go. Pretty face.”
After two long hours, Finn, Tommy, and Scott finally returned. All of them were unclothed, their bare feet limping across the cold concrete floor, with only bath towels wrapped around their waists.
Kylo was still missing.
Tommy, in particular, struggled to walk. Scott and Finn supported him on either side as he slowly dragged his feet. Thankfully, there was no blood. “I was inexperienced.” The smartest lad in the group still seemed disoriented. He murmured the explanation: “I forgot to use my saliva to lube…both. It really hurts for…two.”
“We are waiting for you,” in his bedroom, Zalim happily greeted Scott, as the young man stepped in. Zalim was sitting at the edge of the bed, exposing his hairy body.
Tommy half-sat, half-lay in the far corner of the bed, his lower body hidden beneath the rumpled blanket, arms wrapped around his shoulders, his face sullen and…pained. For a very brief moment, the intelligent tech genius looked like a violated girl in a low-budget crime drama.
Finn was kneeling down on the carpet before Zalim, his face buried in the thick hair of the man’s groin. With the slorp-sluurp sounds, the proud young warrior was doing something that he himself couldn’t have believed just an hour ago.
“Finn couldn’t do it to Tommy.” Zalim grinned to Scott. “So I think you must be able to help, and make it triple fun.”
“Sorry,” back in the dorm, Finn apologized to Tommy, “I should’ve at least lubricated mine. But I couldn’t pull myself together after Scott had done… that to me.”
“You know I didn’t…I was forced.” Scott said. Finn waved him off.
All three lads were utterly spent. Even Finn, the strongest warrior, sagged limply. “Each of us was forced to…shoot each other, four times.” Finn said weakly. “The tail plug that Tommy initially wore, turns out, can be electrified, deeply. With the powerful electric signals, our erectile tissues kept surging and we lost the control over our bulbospongiosus muscles, again and again. Be prepared if Zalim uses similar tricks on you later.
“Scott was brought in to be used between Tommy and me. Zalim said he liked Scott’s white ass to be in the middle.
“Later, Tommy was alone on the top. Finally, Tommy was still on the top, but the roles reversed. In the end, Tommy’s mind must become blurry. He kept grabbing the wrong foot.”
“Also, In our last show, like Stiles in his session, both Finn and Scott suffered from sounding rods.” Tommy added, his face still pale, “The rod could be a straight steel rod, or a curved hook. The width varies. The rod or hook could be electrified. Scott and Finn had iron will. Throughout the ordeal, they gritted their teeth and never let a single cry escape.
“To be honest, if I were in their position – it will happen sooner or later on me, and also on everyone here – I’m not sure how I may react. It’s likely I will not handle it as gracefully and bravely as Finn and Scott. If you are in the same group with me at that time, and see what I do and hear what I yell, please do not…scoff at me.”
Scott said, “An important thing. Since all of us have been…summoned, the future pattern of our…service may change. There are signs in Zalim’s bedroom that from now on, more commonly, multiple of us will be…used at the same time. More and more often, you may receive what comes from not only Zalim, but also other harem-mates.”
“As an aside,” Finn said, “My so-called concubine title is Cariye of Panther. Tommy’s is Cariye of Racoon. So far, Prince Warren is the highest İkbal, followed by two Gözdes, Scott and Yoseph. The rest of us are Cariyes. Zalim said we’ll be informed about the meaning of the ranks tomorrow morning.”
Tewky asked, “What difference can these ranks have? Food? Not like any of us could be humiliated less.”
Tommy wanted to say something, but he heard the click of the door unlocking. Everyone looked in that direction.
Kylo was finally back. He had been missing for the entire day, ever since he lost his virginity to Zalim in the morning in front of everyone, and then pulled away by the guards.
Kylo’s long, wavy hair was cut into a silly, uneven bowl cut, like Moe in the Three Stooges, probably as a cruel joke. With the new hairstyle, the once cunning-looking noble youth now appeared forever laughable.
Two guards brought Kylo in. The young man was not alright. His skin was coated with clammy crusts and dry sweat, marked with bruises and bite marks. His legs trembled, unable to close. His entrance was swollen, red like raw hives, and constantly agape. The moment the guards loosened their grips on his arms, Kylo collapsed onto the floor. Scott and Yoseph helped him crawl back to his mattress.
Unlike before, none of the guards wore masks. Their thug-like faces were lumpy. Another two guards carried a full size mattress and threw it against the wall near the door. Unexpectedly, yet another two guards held a new young man, who was apparently unconscious. The newcomer was dumped onto the new mattress.
Prince Warren yelled lightly, which attracted the attention of the guards. One guard ogled Prince Warren, without hiding the debauchery in his eyes: “Sweetheart, my little prince. Why don’t you come over and give us a little dance? I like your white ass, especially when it is twitching and squirming.”
Warren was startled by the guards’ lewd words and unusual behavior. They were usually masked and cold, rarely speaking more than the bare minimum. Scott and Yoseph stepped in front of Warren, shielding him from the guard’s gaze.
“These two are also good meat too.” The guard hissed. “They have larger lumps in their pants than the prince.”
Another guard cut in, silencing the first: “Not today. Let’s go.” He then turned to Prince Warren and winked: “The High Honorable İkbal of Ass, sleep well. I’m looking forward to seeing you again, tomorrow .”
All the guards laughed rudely. They locked the steel door and left.
“This is Liam, the son of Zalim’s former secretary who was deemed disloyal. We were together in the guards’ quarters the whole time.” This was the first thing Kylo said.
“The guards’ quarters were on another floor above us. There is a third steel door in the Unknown Gallery, which goes to a narrow hallway and a small kitchen, in between Zalim’s bedroom and office. Across the hallway are the elevators and the stairwell.
“There are twelve guards. At least, I…served twelve different guards. The two guards who came here might not be the same people every time. Since they were masked, we couldn’t tell. They were beasts. In the past many hours, each of them…used me at least twice, and used Liam at least twice, too.
“Liam was kidnapped from the police's safe house and brought to this facility at dawn today. He was unclothed and deflowered by Zalim right away. After Zalim was done, Liam was tossed into the guards’ quarters, and stayed there until now.
“Poor lad. Since his father was Zalim's former secretary, he had known Zalim since he was little. He still called Zalim ‘uncle’ when he first saw the man. He even knew some guards and also called them ‘uncles’, right before they jumped on and plundered him…
“Zalim hates Liam’s father. Liam was titled the Cariye of Grapes, meaning everyone can pick on him. I was thrown to the guards because I was lookalike of Liam’s father. We two are repenting for Liam’s father’s sin.”
The message about guards’ quarters was heavy. Twelves guards. It meant the concubines not only were each weaker, but also were outnumbered. It also meant the guards had enough manpower to monitor the young men 24/7 through the surveillance cameras, making any escape plan nearly impossible.
“Nobody’s safe,” Stiles analyzed flatly, “if Kylo and Liam could be…sent to the guards’ quarters, and Warren could be…shared with Zalim’s guest, anyone else may be…brought to the guards’ quarters, too. We saw how ferocious the guards became today. They have…tasted Kylo and Liam. The taste of meat has sent the wolves into a frenzy. They know they will put their hands on us, probably soon.”
“They were expecting this day from the beginning.” Tewky said, “From day one, the guards looked at us as if we were..unclothed, as if we were their toys. They knew that we will be theirs, once all of us have been…claimed by Zalim.”
“It seems the day will be tomorrow,” Scott said.
“These monsters are savage.” Tommy calculated, “In this boring dungeon, they don’t have much else to do. If each of them goes…wild 4 times a day, that means each of us will be…invaded nearly 5 times a day. Plus what Zalim will do to us. It’s close to 6 body counts every day!”
“Let’s go to sleep. Today has been too long for many of us, especially Kylo, Finn, Tommy, and Liam.” Prince Warren said, “We’ll know their plan tomorrow.”