Chapter 5 - Ciri: Entry 1

As much as I love Elora, I don't think I share the same optimism of her and her mother. I don't think we're ever getting out of here.

She's still holding out hope that her brother and father will come and free all of us, but there's just no way they'll get into the City of Dis without being noticed. I've seen the monsters they have around here. Even if the managed to reach us, there's no way we'd be able to get out, especially with these chokers on. They don't look it, but it's impossible to get them off. I've tried. I can't even slip my fingers underneath the band. So instead of lingering on how doomed I am I've been trying to find ways to preoccupy my thoughts.

Found this empty journal just lying on my pillow. I think they want me to write in it. Whatever. I'm guessing they'll read it when I'm not looking to take some sort of sick pleasure in some kind of slow torture they have planned for me; but I know that Elora loves to write in her own journal so I was thinking it might help me to collect myself like it does her.

Anyway, it didn't take long for Morrigan to put us to work. Pretty sure it was the very next day after that banquet. I'm not going to forget that scene any time soon. The demons I saw there were the stuff of nightmares. Still gives me shivers just thinking about some of them.

Shit, I went on a tangent. Um, oh right. I got woken up by one of those naked maids.

"Wake up, Ciri. It's a glorious day to serve our mistress."

I tossed myself over and folded my pillow over my ears, grunting.

"Now now. A servant of Lady Morrigan must be punctual. If you don't, nothing will get done."

"Just five more minutes..." I grunted, not wanting to face the day. In response I heard a soft laughter before a weight came down on the side of the bed. I yelped and jolted up, turning to look at the maid who had just moved on top of the bed and was slowly making her way towards me on hands and knees--a predatory smile on her lips.

"My oh my, do you need some help getting energized~?" she asked, leaning so that her face was a mere few inches away from my own. I gulped, mouth and throat feeling dry. "I-I-" This succubus maid was beautiful, but I could tell just by looking into her glowing yellow eyes that behind that pretty face was a ravenous hunger that had no qualms eating me alive. It was the feeling you got from being around them. Even though I could sense the danger my eyes couldn't help but be drawn to look down at her bare naked breasts. They were, well, larger than mine; but that's not what I was focusing on. I swear it wasn't. It was the way I just... wanted to touch them. I didn't even think I swung that way and yet I just... ugh.

"Here, let me help~" She leaned forward and kissed me on the lips, and I just couldn't make myself turn away. My heart was beating like crazy and I could feel the tips of my ears heat up. It was crazy, but the moment her lips touched mine it was like a bolt of lightning struck me. The kiss was barely even a second long, but when the maid moved away I just felt, well, like I didn't want her to stop. I think she could tell too. "FuFu, I think you're ready to work now~"

"Huh?" Then I remembered. "Oh, yeah. I guess." I certainly felt awake now, awake enough to get dressed.

As I got my slave rags on I wondered if Elora and Gweyr had similar, uhm, awakenings.

"Do you have to stand there and watch me?!" I shouted at the maid, who was silently watching from the door as I took of my clothes.

"No, I do not." She didn't turn away or leave.

Gods, it was so embarrassing to dress in front of a succubus. I could feel her eyes on my body the entire time, like a cat sizing up a juicy mouse. I know I could have insisted on her getting out of my room, but something told me she probably wouldn't have listened. Instead, I put on my ill fitting slave rags, which seemed to illicit a sound of disappointment from my... visitor.

"You know," she said, as we were leaving my quarters. "You don't have to wear those."

"They're the only clothes I have."

"Yes," She nodded, smiling softly. "That's what I mean. You could just choose to wear nothing. I assure you that it is perfectly acceptable dress code, and most of us chose to do so. You should try it. It's most comfortable."

Seriously?! She was suggesting that I just walked around naked?!

"N-No way in hell!" I could feel my face turning red as I shouted.
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