IV.

Erik buttoned up his vest as he watched Malika dress herself in one of her new dresses. He approved of this one. They had spent all day waging a war over what she would wear to the social tonight. He laughed inwardly, if that was what you could call a bunch of drunken men groping women in plain sight. He turned his thoughts back to her dress. It was a deep sapphire-colored silk dress that hugged her curves accordingly. Her cleavage was exposed prominently which he could tell made her very uncomfortable. Good, he wanted her uncomfortable. The dress had no sleeves, only straps which exposed her arms and shoulders to his view.

"You look nice." He complimented her as he put on his coat then strode to the mirror where she stood.

"I feel uncomfortable. Please can I not wear something else?"

He grasped her hips and pulled her against his body. "We have had this discussion. You are wearing this dress and that is my final word. Any more on this and I will punish you when we get back."

Malika sighed. "Yes Master."

"Good girl. Now get your shawl and we will go." He said as he gave her behind a slap.

xxxx

"Keep close to me Malika." Erik snapped at her as they entered a similar building to the auction building. It also looked run down and had a sign saying 'condamnee' on the front. Malika glanced around nervously as they walked into the foyer. Malika coughed as the smells of smoke and mustiness entered her nostrils. "Don't stare." He told her while she looked at a man and woman doing things that should be done in the bedroom.

"Is this a brothel?" She asked, part in curiosity and part in horror.

"No. Now shut up and follow me."

Malika nodded then grasped his arm as he led her into a large dimly lighted room. She coughed once more as the smell of smoke permeated her nostrils. Several men sat in the middle of the room where old torn leather couches and chairs were arranged in a semi-circle around the fireplace. She heard soft moans coming from the back of the room and did not dare look to see what was causing them. "Ah. Monsieur Garnier has come to join us." An old round man said drunkenly.

"Drunk as usual Etienne?"

The fat man ignored his comment and glanced at Malika. "And who is this tart? She looks delicious eh...you gonna trade er' tonight?"

"She's my new slave and no, I do not plan to." Erik answered.

"Are you sure? My girl can do amazing things with her mouth...plus I might throw in a little extra."

"I don't give a damn what your whore can do. I'm not trading tonight. Besides Malika is not ready to be traded." Erik snapped at the old man.

Erik pulled Malika into his lap as he sat down in one of the musty old chairs. "Why?" Another asked.

"She's rather new to the concept of pleasuring men."

Someone laughed then said, "Got the short end of the stick eh Garnier?"

Erik smirked as he told them, "Actually no. When I got her she was a virgin."

He could see in the dimly lighted room that every jaw had dropped. "Virgin! Where did you get one?"

"Same place you did. I just happened to be there at the right time. She was wonderful in bed. She screamed like no whore of yours can." Erik replied as he smirked proudly. Oh yes, they were jealous.

"Are you planning a viewing?"

"Malika, go off and talk with the other girls. I have some business to discuss." She looked at him with terrified eyes. "Now."

She stood up as she glanced at the lustful eyes of the other men then said, "Yes Master."

She walked off, not knowing where to go exactly. Everywhere she turned she felt an uncomfortable shiver run down her back. This was a terrible place. She wished her master had never brought her here. What was he discussing? Was he going to make her do something that she did not want? It didn't matter, he never considered her opinion or cared. However, that was how all masters acted, she supposed. She became lost in her thoughts that she did not notice herself wandering off towards the foyer.

Her ears caught the distant sounds of groaning. She decided to head back when she felt someone grasp her arm. "Now what is a pretty little thing like you doing all alone out here?"

"Please Monsieur. I am returning to my master."

The man pressed her against a wall, his rancid breath was almost too much to bear. "I think he can wait. You are a pretty girl. I bet your master loves taking you." She cried out in surprise as he pressed his hands against her breasts. She felt his lips descend over hers and an urge to throw up almost overtook her. Where was her master when she needed him!

xxxx

Erik growled as he realized that Malika had wandered off. "Excuse me gentlemen, I have to find my slave as she has disappeared."

He stood up and walked out towards the foyer. 'Where the hell has she gone off to?' His thoughts were soon answered when he heard a cry. That sounded like a cry of protest and he knew that voice. He rushed suddenly towards the sound. He snarled when he found his slave squirm beneath the ministrations of another man. She obviously wasn't enjoying it either.

"What the hell do you think you are doing!" He shouted as he pulled the man off her and pushed him against the wall.

"I didn't think a few minutes with her would be bad. She is a tempting bit of flesh."

Erik snarled then replied, "You know the rules. You dare try to take my slave in that way. You should be ashamed. We have rules when it comes to sharing others slaves and I believe I didn't give you my permission to even look at her." Erik then grabbed Malika by her arm and stormed out of the foyer and into the street where the carriage waited for them. He threw open the door then pushed her into the carriage and then followed her in closing the door behind him.

xxxx

"What the hell did you think you were doing!" Erik shouted as he slammed his bedroom door shut. "I told you specifically to go talk to the other girls. I believe that that was an order. You could have been raped you chit!"

Malika turned around and shouted defiantly, "I didn't want to go. It's your fault!"

"My fault!" He roared as he pushed her against the bed and glared angrily into her eyes. "Funny how something you did turns out to be my fault!" He begin to unbutton her dress, suddenly needing to show her discipline.

"You're a madman!"

"A madman!" He snarled as he finally unbuttoned her dress and forced her to step out of it. "A madman wouldn't have saved your worthless derriere! I should have left you there and let you see what true madmen are there!"

"I hate you Monsieur! I hate you!"

He ripped apart her undergarments then said angrily, "It can be acertained that I am not impressed with you as well!" Erik then growled as he pushed her in the middle and took her mouth in a harsh kiss. His tongue invaded her mouth as he pinned her hands effortlessly above her hand with one hand. His tongue entwined with hers as his other hand cupped her breast in a harsh grasp. She moaned loudly into his mouth.

Erik pulled back then forced her legs apart with his right leg. He used his right hand to unbutton his pants quickly. "You will learn your place!" He pushed her legs apart a bit further then plunged into her. Malika cried out in surprise and slight pain as he began pounding into her. His mouth found her breast causing her to cry out in pleasure and the feeling of heat to rush to her abdomen.

She wished she could vent her frustration on him. The painful heat in her abdomen began to grow into an inferno as she felt herself become lost in the sensations he was creating. God, she wished she could stop him. She wished she could scream at him and tell him how much she hated him. Why was her body betraying her when her mind didn't want to be taken this way?

Erik could feel the familiar clenching of her muscles and a rush of heat as he came swiftly. He lifted his had from her breast as he noticed her panting form beneath him. "I won't tolerate any more bad behavior. You are an adult and you will act like one. Furthermore, I tire of your outbursts. If you do not obey me you will be facing a punishment and I believe I have already introduced you to one way. I have many others."

Malika swallowed the lump that had been forming in her throat. "Yes Master." She said through gritted teeth.

Erik pushed her over on her side then said, "Go to sleep. I have plans for you tomorrow." Malika felt another lump form in her throat as she wondered what he was going to do with her.

Author's Note: Well here's another chapter. I appreciate all the wonderful reviews. Hugs to you all. I really get my motivation from all of you. So please keep reviewing. Thanks!

Pyrite