Thread: Slaves of the Beastfolk (PsionicCuttlefish & Feral.Desires)

Elena suddenly felt like she was back home. Her father often took that sort of condescending tone with her. The leader fed her without further instigating, of which she was silently thankful. Her cheeks were already a deep enough scarlet to make it plenty obvious that she was embarrassed by this whole situation. Having people wait on you hand and foot was bad enough, let alone having someone feed you by hand. While she was reluctant to eat, drinking came a bit easier. From their extensive hike she was as equally parched as the other girls. She drank heavily, but did not empty the skin, drawing her lips away once she was finished. Elena exhaled quietly, her lips regaining that softer glisten. She shied away from the cool touch of the metal around her neck once she was led a few paces aside. It was closed quickly with a soft -click-. A collar? The iron was heavy, but quickly warmed from the temperature of her skin resting against it. Elena wanted to speak out, to say something against being bound like like some slave ! As was already proven it would simply be for naught. Elena cared for her friends and causing trouble would only make things harder for all involved. She felt hands against her, gripping as tightly as they could from their angle, attempting to find purchase within her own. Elena frowned to herself. Its okay, Vi she whispered back, trying to sound as reassuring as possible. How the youngest of the group was able to keep herself together better than her friends was beyond her. Rose and Margo were both next to her, which left Christine confirmed by the voice that pleaded out to the men that held them captive. And it wasnt long before she too, joined the others and sought comfort from Elena. The girls trembled quietly for a moment, listening to the goings on around them. Their captors did not seem to speak much around them, probably for good measure. It was difficult to tell what they were up to. Margo and Vivienne were taken first, Christine next and Elena winced as her friends nails dug into her hand trying to hold onto her. It all happened so quickly. Each one of them gasped in surprise as they were knocked back and caught, before being lowered down onto the bedrolls. There was some shuffling but they stilled when that familiar voice began to speak. They would heed his warning and remained quiet Margo not really having much of a choice. Other than the cool night air and the sounds the dark forest brought, there was only the occasional sniffle and sob or heavy foot steps of the men walking around them. Elena couldnt fall sleep she was certain the other girls wouldnt be able to either. How could they? She was too preoccupied with what was going to happen to them. Where were they? Where were they going? Had anyone been alerted as to their disappearance? So many questions so many horrible answers. This was already a nightmare and closing her eyes could only make it worse. Unfortunately for the four young women their bodies would eventually be over taken by slumber. Elenas came a few hours before dawn. She simply couldnt fight it any longer. And similar to being at home, their wakening would be dictated by the men who guarded them.