Chapter Four: Festive Escapades

Link

The festival began to truly fill once Ganondorf and I had arrived, people arrived by the dozens, by the cart full, and sometimes that was a very literal statement. I could not help but feel the worry building in my heart, hoping to the Goddesses that the people of my town, the people of Ordon, would not come, that they would not see what had become of me. It was bad enough that I was Ganondorf's slave, but if those who had known me for my entire life saw me like this, I could never live down the embarrassment, I could never look at myself in a mirror or even a puddle of muddy water without filling with shame.

I drew in a shallow breath and exhaled in a silent sigh, placing my hands in my lap, palms facing towards the sky, my head lowering a little, simply staring at the lines that criss-crossed my hands, trying my best to suck up the shame and anxiety and forget it.

But how could I forget it? Even moment that I remained where I was, sitting upon the Evil King's lap, I was reminded of all that I had lost and all that I would never be able to gain. I had failed everyone around me, even if I had saved their lives from a very likely death, I had let them down, for I had never even attempted to fight him off, to save Hyrule from him even while in bondage.

But how could I fight? How could I win against Ganondorf now? There was no way that I could topple the Goliath now, he wielded two of the three pieces of the Triforce, and both enhanced his magic in a way that I could never comprehend, he was beyond powerful now, he was a god in flesh.

How could one compete with such a power? One could not, I thought, I could never beat him, even if I were so lucky as to gain the chance, the Triforce of Power would protect him from death, after all, it had forced his body into life even after being impaled by the Seven Sages, so what chance did I have? The Master Sword was locked away, and I was now on a chain. Against Ganondorf...there could be no victory.

Another silent sigh of agitation and irritation passed my lips, and without a thought, I slumped back, only to feel cool steel against the skin of my back, stiffening in surprise as I remembered precisely were I was. I was still in Ganondorf's lap, and now I was pressed against his torso, even if it were an armor covered torso. And yet I really didn't care at the moment, but still I could not relax, at least not until the metal warmed under my flesh, and I continued to look downward.

Ganondorf

I gave a sigh, bored with what I saw so far of this damned festival, it was hardly worth attending in my opinion, but even if I was a despot ruler, a usurper king, I was still to be expected at certain events, even I knew that, it was good to keep public opinion of me at least in a neutral stance, for I would rather not be talked about at all rather than be talked ill of. It was hardly even a matter of pride, it was more that, the more negative talk that floated about, the more likely there was for rebellion.

But of course, I had already planned to remove a good deal of that rebelliousness through the exhibition of my new pet and toy, little Link, who sat like a statue in my lap, though a rather warm one. But damn, did I really have to come? I would have much preferred to have sent Link alone, that would have both destroyed him with full force chagrin as well as revealed what would happen to those who attempted to usurp my order.

But there was nothing to be done for it, I supposed to myself, even if it was drool, boring, infinitely dull, and completely uninteresting. This thought only prompted me to leave the festival the moment that I got a chance, pulling at my little pet's chain so that he followed me back, of course, I would have hated to have captured him only to lose him in the crowds.

Of course, I was a bit surprised when Link actually and willingly leaned back into me, whereas before he had been sitting straight up, in a very unnatural and uncomfortable looking way. But of course, then there was the fact that he practically froze at the contact, as if he had simply forgotten where he was within the world, and what he was sitting on top of.

I could not help but grin just a little, he was so nervous still, so naïve, and that made him attractive in a way, in a cute, helpless way, which had always been sort of an aphrodisiacal personality and appearance to me, I really couldn't help it, and I suppose it was because I liked to control things, from land to people, especially people, and especially a person who had caused me so much trouble. Namely, Link.

I had never seen a scared side of the young Hylian, so this was definitely interesting to see, and as he relaxed a little, my arm slipped comfortably around his waist, and apparently the timing was perfect, for he also jumped out of his skin. I was forced to clench my jaw to keep myself from laughing.

"You seem a bit nervous, Link...now why is that?" I whispered into his pointed ear, making note to have my breath roll over the tender flesh, and even from behind, I could practically feel the flustered heat on his face.

"I-I'm not nervous..." he responded, stuttering slightly, a semi-audible gulp leaving his throat.

"Tsk, tsk Link, you know better than to lie to your master..." I teased him slightly, the coarse red hairs of my beard grazing past the tip of the blonde's ear.

He felt silent, his head again looking downwards, and no doubt his eyes did the same. I supposed that he was still a bit sensitive about being a slave, and true I wanted to humiliate him, but I wanted a reaction a little more interesting than simply silence.

"Now don't mute yourself, Link, this is a festival after all, and besides that, you're the guest of honor..."

"So I am here to be humiliated..."

"No, you're here for enjoyment...my enjoyment, and if that includes humiliation, then so be it...but that wasn't what I was thinking." I said with an almost cruel smile on my lips, hidden from his view. My free hand laid itself upon his thigh, and instantly the young man froze and he gave a sharp inhale. My smile grew into a grin as I caressed the supple skin with the tips of my fingers, listening closely to the shaky breaths that Link drew in and exhaled with each simple touch. Goddesses above, he was like putty in my hands! I could only imagine his reaction if I did something a little more...titillating, but doing that in a public gathering place...even to me that was indecent, not that I personally gave a damn, but appearances were always important when one ruled over a kingdom.

Link

I felt the blood rushing to my face as Ganondorf laid his hand on my thigh, feeling the smooth, but tough fingers raking gently past the skin, my eyes closing in a mixture of pure anxiety, and oddly enough, a little bit of pleasure. It didn't matter who was doing it, I knew it felt good, and I felt torn within myself if I wanted to beg him to stop, or to just let him continue.

My eyes parted to see that the entire city was beginning to congregate near the table, slowly approaching were the inhabitants of town that surrounded Hyrule Castle, and I quickly made a decision. I placed a hand over Ganondorf's immediately noticing how much his dwarfed mine in size, and by comparison of complexion, my pale, fair skin to his deep bronze.

"P-Please...stop...or do you want your people to see you actions?" I said, hardly thinking on the words, but wanting to convey my point.

"And what if I did want them to see?" he replied sharply.

"I don't think that you do want them too..."

"What if you're wrong?"

"Then I can't stop you."

I turned my head slightly to look up at the behemoth of a man in whose lap I sat, seeing him grin down at him, and I felt a rush of relief when his hand left my thigh, but was shocked when it grasped my own hand, completely encapsulating it in warm flesh.

"True, it is best that I stop...but once we are out of the eyes of all others but my servants..." he said in a tone that would have been soft if it had not been for the ruggedness of his voice. "you are mine, and in privacy, I will only stop until content...do you understand?"

"Yes, my lord." I said simply, almost sick with the fact that not only was I going to be his slave, but likely his personal toy as well, a concubine in his castle, and a whore to his will. But better behind closed doors than with so many people nearby. For that, I gave a very shallow sigh of relief.

And then the leaders of the smaller towns and cities throughout Hyrule began to come to the long table that both I and Ganondorf sat at, lining it like a row of wheat, with the Gerudo sitting higher than all the rest. It was the Opening Feast, where all who ruled Hyrule came together to eat and drink to the health of their cities, and where the King would drink to his own prosperous rule. Of course in the past, Zelda was known for be cheered on after her toast which was always to the good of Hyrule. Ganondorf received no such applause, and truly, I doubted that he expected it nor cared for it, and the moment that they were allowed, he began to eat, not like a beast, but the amount of food that he consumed as comparable to a beast. I ate off whatever his longer arm grasped and put to his plate, and since he did not seem to mind in the least, I did so without much thought, though I still felt a great awkwardness at having one of the man's arms still resting around my waist, but oddly, it was pleasantly warm and very strong, this I could tell without even touching the flesh of it. I felt eyes watching me as I ate, they where staring at me, at what little I wore, and where I was sitting, but yet my heart did not race with embarrassment, at least not completely, and I felt that I could make it through the evening without dying of shame. But still, those eyes were grinding at me, eating through me slowly as they looked toward him curiously, and yet oddly, none were truly surprised, and I suppose that I could thank Ganondorf's cruel, tormenting nature for allowing this to be the least of many Hylian's worries. Ale and beer and wine flowed without end it seemed, for the guests were not to stop eating nor drinking until the ruler of Hyrule had finished, and since Ganondorf seemed to have an abyssal pit for a stomach, all were forced to continue. Even me. Truth be told, I had never drank much, but because the King continued to feast, I had to continue to drink, until I was disoriented, my head was spinning round and round, I could hardly keep my eyes focused, and I could feel a sort of sleepiness fall over me slowly. I guess this is what is like to be drunk, I supposed to myself, feeling my eyelids growing heavier.

Ganondorf

I had to admit, the Hylians knew how to cook well enough, as I ate, I could not help but feel immensely greedy, everything that I touched seemed to drip with flavor, and having been exposed to the rather dry cuisine of the Gerudo Desert for as long as I had, this was a treat in and of itself. I ate with at least a few manners, at least I had been raised well enough to know not to chew with the mouth open, to bite off only as much as you could chew, how to use a bloody fork and knife and spoon.

Truly, I think that I was more entertained by the shock on the faces of those who sat around me more than anything, for they almost gawked at the sheer volume that I could gorge myself on, and my hunger mixed with my greed pushed me to eat and drink until all others at the table were quite sick of the sight of food. My golden eyes peered over them slowly, watching their eyes shift from place to place, but often looking towards Link, the handsome blonde that sat in my lap. Perfect, they were seeing their hero as the slave of their new king, hopefully that would do their minds a wonder, and keep them curious and keep their minds from thinking of ways to overthrow him.

After I finished my meal, leaned back into the chair, and looked down to Link, noticing now that he was swaying very lightly, and with a short examination of his expression, I could see that he was thoroughly drunk with the alcohol that flowed from the table. The boy was lucky, I gave him that, for the lust that I had felt earlier had subsided, and had it not, he would have been at my mercy for the evening. Well, I was still tempted of course, but even if I was cruel and evil, I could not take advantage of a drunk...there was no fun to be had in that. After all, half the fun is seduction and taking advantage of someone when they are able to consciously decide if they wanted it or not, though in the end it really didn't matter, as I could easily use force to get what I desired.

I mused on what could be considered my small shred of honor, and while I did so, I noticed something very interesting, and yet so innocent and cute, I could not help but give a true smile for once. The Hylian had turned slightly on my lap and rested his head on my shoulder, so drunk that he had passed out, the shimmering sapphire eyes closed behind fair lids, cheeks flushed with color from the alcohol in his system, his lips parted just enough to keep his breathing silent. Goddesses, if this be a test, leave me out of it! Drunken, vulnerable, innocent, naïve, why did all factors seem to beg me to take advantage of my situation, and more importantly, why wasn't I? It was strange, there was a lust in me that would not sleep, and yet, when I saw Link sleeping so quietly against me, I couldn't bring myself to fulfill a single desire. Well, that and both of us were still in public, that also put a damper on things, but still, the thoughts were hardly even there, and I could not understand what had changed. But still, I had to admit, it was a precious little scene, and I could hardly even bring myself to wake him. Oh well, there was always tomorrow for the possibility for a little entertainment by my slave, but for now, I would give the naïve young man a little peace, though I would take pleasure in watching than unassuming expression, lips curling to a grin at what I had in store for him for the next few days. For now, I would do my best to enjoy the rest of the festival, so I kept my arm tight around the blonde's waist, supporting him so that he would not fall, and watched with boredom as the festivities continued, occasionally glancing down to something that would insure my entertainment for days to come.