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Date Posted: 01:38:45 05/01/01 Tue
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's message, "Dragon's Lair.......Chapter 4" on 01:21:56 05/01/01 Tue
Dragon's Lair
Chapter 5
© Copyright March 30, 2001
All Disclaimers apply; i do not own the characters, they belong to USA, LFN Productions and all others who lay claim to these wonderful characters.
As always, Comments will be gladly accepted; flames, however, will be dealt with accordingly (may be used to help with the heating bills this winter. Yep still winter where I live. )
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Shantal stood by the window, gazing into the soft colors of the new garden which would be her escape from the hours of torture she knew she would live through as she watched the man known as Michael Samuelle, Section one’s best operative
become a simple sex toy for her over sexed owner’s wife.
“God I wish I had never seen this place!” She whispered as she played with the large sapphire and diamond heart pendant Jamil had gifted her with several weeks earlier.
“Why did I ever run away from home? Why did I ever trust Alec, he was nice and caring at first but later.....” shaking her head she sighed.
Shantal closed her eyes and smiled remembering the chats with Karen and Andrea she had before they had become pregnant. Andrea really hated Michael but soon after arriving here she had completely changed her views. “I wonder how those two got here?” She wondered silently. She jumped as a soft knock came upon her door.
“Yes?” She said as she quickly pulled the pale pink veil down to cover her face.
The door slowly opened and Faroush appeared. “He’s here.” he stated before stepping aside and allowing the two large Black men to step into the room with their wrapped package.
Shantal glared at Faroush. “Why is he wrapped in that blanket Faroush?” She asked as she slowly walked closer to the bed.
Faroush shrugged and sighed. He stepped closer to Shantal and together they watched as the men settled the blanket covered body on her bed.
Faroush hissed as one of the men reached out to unwrap the blanket. “Leave now!” he stated.
The men nodded and slowly bowed themselves out of the room. Shantal stepped closer to the bed and sighed. “He’s not moving Faroush.” She stated reaching out her hand to slowly unwrap the blanket from the man’s face. Faroush reached out and stopped her. “Not yet Shanti, I must administer a strong sedative before you are allowed to be alone with him.”
Shantal frowned but stepped back allowing Faroush total access to the unconscious man. She lowered her gaze to the floor as Faroush began to unwrap the man from his cocoon.
“He’s still out, why don’t you wait until he begins to regain consciousness?”
Faroush shook his head. “I’m needed in the throne room, Jamil has some very difficult guests today so I need to make sure this man will not be any trouble before I leave you alone with him.”
Shantal nodded and sighed sadly. “How strong is that Faroush?” she asked.
Faroush sighed. “Shanti do me a favor please.”
Shantal nodded and looked up into Faroush’s eyes.
“Turn your music on, loud.” he softly whispered.
Shantal frowned but nodded and walked to the wall opposite the bed, opening the large armoire that sat against the wall, she turned the stereo on and placed her favorite CD inside. The soft sounds of Hollie Smith began. She turned the volume to max and slowly returned to the bed. “Tell me now, how strong is it?”
Faroush smiled up at her. Placing the syringe on the bedside table he wiped the drop of blood from the man’s derriere. “It’s not strong at all, it will keep him calm
and controllable, but he will be coherent.” his eyes roamed the room and settled upon the two large indoor trees that framed the double doors that lead to the garden. “There is surveillance in place Shanti.” He said as he stepped closer.
Shantal’s eyes widened and she slowly followed Faroush’s gaze. “What do I have to do?”
Faroush smiled. Stepping away from her he opened the door and called the guards.
“Karem, Gadari. You two are now Shantal’s private guards. Your first order of the day is to remove the trees from her room and make sure no surveillance equipment is ever placed inside these walls understood?”
Karem looked at Gadari, both men smiled softly and bowed. “Yes.” they said in unison and quickly took the trees into the hall.
Shantal smiled. “Faroush they are not fixed right? Jamil will pitch a fit when he finds out that my new guards are in perfect working order.”
Faroush shook his head. “They will not disrespect you, plus they have been modified like the rest of the harem guards Shanti.”
“Then why do you have them as your private guards?”
Faroush smiled slowly. “Because they are the strongest and quickest. But now they are yours.”
Shantal nodded as Faroush closed the door and quickly stepped closer to the bed. “Rahine will want to play with him tonight, you must attempt to get his cooperation, if he does not accept then call Gadari, he will hold him down while you inject him with this.” He slowly pulled a black leather pouch from his robe and handed it to Shantal.
“What is it?” She asked as she carefully reached out and took hold of the bag.
“It’s a very strong sedative, this....” he said nodding toward the black bag. “This my dearest Shanti will render him unconscious withing five seconds. “ his gaze shifted toward the man laying still on the bed. “You must inject it into a muscle, not a vein.”
Shantal nodded and quickly rushed toward the armoire and opening a secret compartment she placed the bag inside. Closing it she turned and watched as Faroush’s shoulders slumped.
“What’s wrong Faroush?”
Faroush stared sadly at her. “The escape will not be easy, we will not be able to leave for several weeks, maybe months. Shanti I need you to do what Rahine wants until the time comes when we can escape. Will you be able to do it?”
Shantal closed her eyes. Taking a deep breath she slowly exhaled. “I’ll do my best, but.....” She shook her head and turned away.
Faroush quickly rushed toward her. Placing his hands on her shoulders he noticed she was shaking softly. “Shanti, my dearest child, what makes you hesitate?”
Shantal sighed, wiping her tears on the veil she pushed it aside and lifted her gaze to meet Faroush’s. “I don’t know if I can use him like that Faroush.” She shifted her gaze toward Michael and shook her head vehemently. “He has children, How can I use this man to bring forth a child that neither of us wants?” She pushed Faroush’s hands away from her shoulders and stepped passed him. Standing at the
foot of the bed she sighed. “He’s so vulnerable, he has no more control. And I know well that he needs to be in total control. Karen and Andrea were specific about that.”
“He will have to get used to this until we can find a way to escape. Are you taking the medication I gave you?”
Shantal shook her head. “I won’t risk his life Faroush, Rahine wants a child and if I don’t become pregnant he will be punished.”
Faroush exhaled sharply. “What are you planning to do if we escape and you’re expecting a child? You know he will not allow you to keep the baby right?”
Shantal shrugged. “He doesn’t have to know I’m pregnant, we just have to leave this place within five months.”
Faroush gently smiled and turned her around so he could look into her eyes. Finding them filled with tears he felt his heart break. “Shanti you must understand-“
Shantal shook her head. “Don’t say it and please don’t ever call me that again Faroush!” She shouted.
Faroush frowned. “I can not call you by your given name dearest, Rahine and Jamil would punish me if I did.”
Shantal lifted her chin and stared daggers at Faroush. “I will not use that name again, this man will know my true name and if Rahine wants to punish me so be it.” She turned and carefully took a seat beside Michael.
Faroush sighed tiredly. “Shantal, if anyone ever says your given name they will die, please reconsider.”
Shantal looked back over her shoulder at Faroush, she watched as his expression turned from pleading to defeated. He sighed and closed his eyes. Shantal fisted her hands knowing that Faroush spoke the truth. She remembered when her first guard had used her given name, Jurden had been decapitated immediately, she had been forced to watch as Jurden’s head was placed on the door of her cell. “Fine Faroush, he will never know my name, at least until we leave.” turning to gaze again at Michael she sighed. “I think it’s time to be alone Faroush. Please send us some food and drinks.” She gently began to untangle the blanket from around Michael’s waist.
Faroush smiled softly. Turning he bowed and quickly left the chamber.
Shantal gently unwrapped the blanket that covered Michael. She carefully turned him into his back, her eyes roamed his naked figure. Her fingers itched to gently trace the muscular lines of this man’s body. She knew he was handsome, Karen and Andrea had often told her he was the handsomest man they had ever seen and they were right. This man with his pale skin and dark cinnamon colored hair was extremely unique. His lashes laid dark, curly and long against his pale cheeks, his features were difficult to describe, his jaw was angular, his nose slightly bent, likely it had been broken at some point in his life, the soft stubble of beard made her smile as she brushed her fingers down his cheek. She felt a shiver of desire run through her body as his lips parted softly. Her lips parted and she gasped, smiling as she noticed the small nubbin in the middle of his top lip. “He’s got a Gerber baby mouth!” She whispered as her finger gently traced his cheek.
A soft moan escaped his parted lips and Shantal shuddered.
“Calm down Shanti, you know what to do, just keep him calm and make him understand what he must do.” She whispered and stood, walking to stand before the window to allow him time to regain consciousness.
Michael began his slow crawl back to consciousnes, his mind felt numb and he tried to open his eyes but was unable to. Suddenly he felt a stab of pain shoot through his head. The pain was centered on his temples and he quickly recognized the numbing and strange after effects of a strong sedative. Slowly he checked his body for injuries, finding none except a strange tingling feeling on his left posterior cheek, he frowned. He could feel a soft breeze brush his naked skin. “Naked?” He asked himself silently.
Michael attempted to force his brain to function clearly, unfortunately his brain did not comply making him quite aggravated. “What’s wrong with me? What did they give me?” he asked as he forced his left hand to move. It slowly lifted before flopping limply against his cheek. His eyes snapped open, his vision blurred, Michael blinked several times trying to clear it without success. Michael winced as a soft moan escaped his lips and he quickly berated himself. “Keep quiet, do not alert your captors that you’re awake.”
Michael continued to blink quickly. “What kind of drug did they give me?” he asked as his numb brain sluggishly went through his personalized catalog of drugs that he kept filed in his memory. Unsuccessful he sighed.
“Don’t try to figure out the drugs you were administered, they are not common, they don’t even exist anymore.” A soft voice stated on his right.
Michael frowned. He tried to focus his vision on the person standing beside him. His face slowly fell into his usual section mask making Shantal sigh.
“Don’t even try that Michael, I’ve been well trained to read your emotions, even with your machine mask in perfect place.” She stated as she gently brushed a curl off his forehead.
Michael felt a jolt of electricity rush through him as she brushed her fingers against his skin. He closed his eyes and forced his mind to function correctly. He felt frustrated as his brain rebelled against his efforts in the form of a throbbing head ache.
Shantal sighed as she watched the pain etched in his features. “Be strong, give him time, he will ask the questions soon.” She whispered to herself as she took a
seat beside him.
“I’m sure you’re wondering why you’re here and where here is correct?” She asked.
Michael gritted his teeth against the pain. He slowly allowed his eyelids to flutter open. “Wa-ter.” he croaked.
Shantal stood knowing full well that he would try to stand and leave. She placed the glass of water beside the bed and stood hidden behind the curtains waiting for him to move. It did not take long before Michael searched the room and not seeing any shapes he tried to sit up.
Michael quickly realized he would not be able to escape as his sense of balance shifted and he found himself sprawled half on and half off the bed in the arms of his captor. He felt her exhale. Her warm, sweet breath brushed softly against his cheek making him shiver, her arms wrapped around his waist as she settled him back on the pillows.
“Like I said you can’t fight the drugs, they are too strong for you.” She gently placed her hand on the back of his neck and lifted his head slightly as she placed the glass of water to his lips.
Michael opened his mouth and allowed the liquid in, he tried to figure out if the water was drugged, but his throat was too parched and he quickly finished the last
drop and licked his parched lips seeking more. The glass was pulled away making him feel bereft. he frowned and cleared his throat. “Why am I here?”
Shantal sighed. “I don’t think you’re coherent enough to understand, but I will try to explain.” Taking a seat beside him she took a deep breath and proceeded.
Michael closed his eyes and allowed his other senses to take over. Inwardly smiling as he noticed that his senses were still askew, he sighed softly and waited for the woman to explain.
Shantal locked her hands on her lap and lifted her gaze toward his. She felt a strong desire to kiss his parted lips. “I’m insane! The man is a cold blooded killer
and all I want to do is protect him!” Sighing with exasperation she lowered her gaze.
“You were brought here by orders of our queen. She wanted you and what she wants she gets.”
Michael chuckled softly. “She wants me to play stallion to her mare? What a joke!” He thought. Shaking his head slowly he tried to focus his gaze on the woman’s eyes.
Noticing that Michael was trying to meet her gaze, Shantal gently placed her hand on his cheek and helped him.
“Michael I....must explain something to you, but I
need to know if you are coherent enough to understand the implications.”
Michael smiled seductively, trying to obtain as much information as he could. “You know my name, but I do not know yours.” he whispered softly smiling as he noticed the woman shiver. “Good, let your libido take over.” he thought.
Standing she walked to the window and stood there, her back to him. “They call me Shantal.” she stated.
Michael smiled. “That’s a beautiful-“
“Enough!” Turning Shantal quickly approached the bed. Taking a seat beside him she cupped his face in her hands.
“Understand this Michael, my owner wants you, not for several days, she will keep you here until you die. She will use you, sexually and once she is bored with you, then she’ll return you to me. Every night she will use you, and once she is finished I will be here to help you stay alive.” she stood and began pacing the room. “I need you to understand what she wants. There will be no second chances Michael. If you don’t cooperate she will make sure that you cannot deny her anything.”
Michael shook his head. “Whatever she wants she will never get, I will never-“
Shantal growled and jumped on the bed, making Michael dizzy and disoriented. Placing her hands on his shoulders she shook him softly. “You don’t understand! She will harm you.”
Michael closed his eyes and forced the bile rising in his throat back. The throbbing inside his head increased. He didn’t understand why he could not fight the effects of this drug. Gulping he tried to steady his voice. “That’s nothing new.” he barely whispered.
Shantal groaned. “Fine, do what you want, but know this, my owner has a special potion that WILL make you obey. You will become a zombie. No emotions, no thoughts or wants, you will simply live to obey whatever anyone orders.” noticing that she was losing him she shook him again. “Michael! Do you want to see Nikita and your children again?”
That got the desired effect, Michael’s eyes snapped open and he gasped softly. Berating himself at his unguarded reaction he closed his eyes and tried to ignore her.
Shantal sighed. “Fine, I understand.” There was a soft knock upon the door that made Michael jump softly.
Shantal stood and slowly dragged her feet to the door. Opening it she allowed the girl standing there to enter. “Place the trays on the table.” She said before turning and gazing at Gadari.
The girl bowed and quickly exited the room. Gadari stepped inside and smiled. “Need me?” he asked softly.
Shantal nodded. “Please explain to him what he can expect.” She said and left the room.
Gadari stepped closer to the bed. “Whatever she said is true. If you don’t cooperate she cannot help you.”
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