Love Beneath The Oak

The floor was cold tonight. Not that it had always been different but this night is freezing cold.This is how I know whenever winter is on the way. Cindy wouldn't stop snoring and Lyla has taken the cover all to herself. I looked around and I found the girls, both old and young ones sleeping in different directions. We are the slaves of the most successful woman in Thores, Sumaya. She owns the largest population of slaves in the town

Not even the king could compete with her wealth. We were dressed. We were not to be shackled during the night but when we were on the farm, except during festivals that we have visitors in the compound. And When I think about those girls that tried to flee, a cold shiver ran through me. Loud snores from different angles, but that was not what kept me awake tonight. It was not even the cold weather.

It has been a month since I've started sneaking out of the slave chamber. Sneaking out was common among the slaves, especially during cold nights like now. Female slaves were fond of sneaking down to the males for pleasure. But that was not where I am headed now, but to Master Angus, the second of the three sons of my owner.I could remember, it all started that day.

As a slave, we were never meant to go any closer to the young masters. Not even as much as to breath in the same air as them. Their food, clothes, and other belongings were only to be touched by the "senior slaves". But never call them that-those vengeful creatures, they hate to be categorised with us but that wouldn't change the fact that they are also slaves but only favoured. Lyla has just became one of these "favoured ones"and she wouldn't stop riding over it. She has found a necklace which Madame has misplaced and she was compensated with the promotion.

Lyla has taken a strange dislike of me immediately I was sold into the household. And that was due to the popularity I got after I got into the compound. This was because of people's awe concerning my hair colour and texture. They said it feels as if I have always cared for my hair but how could I when I was born into slavery and has never been wealthy before. Lyla hated me for taking the slave's attentions from her. But that is not my fault, is it?

That day, We had just come from the farm and I was among the girls peeling the tubers when Lyla sent for me. I was wondering why she would call for me when we no longer have any business together. However, I could only heed her call, unless I'm planning to have my body whipped. Yes, senior slaves do oppress and maltreat the lower ones like that.

I was shocked when the viper told me to go into Angus' room to pack his clothes and wash. Of course he could not be home since the young masters hated seeing us. They believe we are dirty and stinky and couldn't stand our presence. I couldn't ask her why she had sent me such but I never asked her. I knew it would make her feel good to send a fellow on an errands. When I got into Angus' room, I realised why Lyla had sent me into Angus' room when it would be a pleasure for her to be there herself.

Angus' room was looking so tattered and unkept. It was stinky and at that moment it was only a bit different from a slaves' room. I spent my time looking around the room before I got to work. God knows it might be that once in my lifetime that I would enter his room. My eyes sought a big frame hung high from the wall. In it is a family picture of the three brothers. Another one was of their farmland and then of different animals. I was intrigued. Angus is wicked and devious. I have never intended him to be a lover of animals. I was so lost in the scenery that I didn't know when someone joined me in the room.

"Enjoying yourself?"

I jumped almost out of my skin when the words were spoken into directly my ears. Striken with fear, I twirled around only to bump right into Angus. I squealed loudly, moving away from him immediately.

"Why? You must be enjoying yourself", although his tone was light, his eyes was anything but cool. I wondered how long he has been standing watching my stupidity. I was a bit glad though, it was my first time I would be standing so close to any of the young masters.

However, the moment I made the mistake of meeting his cold eyes, a deep shiver ran through me. Never have I seen a soul as empty before. It was as if he has no spirit and nothing to loose. His eyes was cold with the usual defiant in it. I actually knew, that I could get lost in those magnetic blues. Shaking my head, I took a step back and he followed suite. By this time , I had become a trembling mess. My legs were shaking profusely and I could barely control my lips from uttering nonsense.

"I b_beg you, m_my lord, please don't kill me."

"I didn't mean to. Please forgive me", I cried but he suddenly burst into laughter, shocking me.

"Who told you I want to kill you?", he asked, the earlier mirth back in his eyes as he began to move closer to me.

"You're no use to me dead", murmur but I couldn't understand. I continued to step backwards while he moves closer to me. Before I knew it, he stretched his hand forward and my 'chest_wrap' was tugged loose, exposing my breasts to him.

It happened so fast that I couldn't stop it. My chest wrap was tugged loose and my breasts exposed to him. I gasped. My first reaction was to cover my chest as I stared at him with my mouth agape. When I saw the hungry look in his eyes, I began shake my head. At that moment, he has suddenly become a hunter while I was the prey. I started thinking of ways to escape him but I couldn't think of any. I knew I was doomed and would definitely be beheaded the following morning. What was I thinking? Why did I even come to his room. I was definitely done for.

I snapped out of my thoughts when I suddenly felt a brush on my breasts and I shivered at the intrusive contact. My breath catches and I came to realise that he had me caged in his arms, staring intensely into me. I couldn't meet his gaze. Not when it was so cold and void of emotions. I tried to step away from him but it was futile with nothing to run to but the hard brick against my back. I began to whimper with fear. He noticed my reaction and an angry hue took over his eyes. He placed his hand on my waist and I began to shake my head wistfully. Tears streaming down my face.

"Please, no. I beg you"

"Please, forgive me. Just this once and I will never try this again" I cried and I truly meant what I said. I will never ever go into his room again. However, all my pleads fell into deaf ears while a hard edge took to his eyes.

"Would you rather disobey me?" He gritted out and I froze.

I couldn't, I wouldn't dare. The young masters were to be obeyed no matter what the request is. What was I thinking planning to deny him. I shook my head.

Swallowing in, I locked all my veins into place as I struggled to control my wild heartbeat. As if he had perceive my resolution, he took a step back from me without taking his eyes away from me. When he suddenly glare hard at my folded arms, I knew I didn't have to be told, I unfold my arms, baring my breasts to him.

When I found the victorious gleam in his eyes, I could not help but avert my eyes to the floor. My eyes burned and I shook with all my being, all the while feeling his scrutinizing gaze on me. The tears fell uncontrollably.

No, I should not cry. After all, this is my destiny, what I was born for, to serve those in power, my owner, to be sold and bought like a commodity. To be beaten like an animal anytime I misbehave. To be fed only when I am dieing. This life of slavery. This life of mine.

"Take off the waist wrap", he commanded in a deadly voice and I did not hesitate. My wrapper came loose immediately. I breathed out at the flurry sound it made. I thought I was ready but when Angus came at me, I blurted out.

"I'm filthy". He paused on his feet and I rushed on to explain.

"I'm dirty. It has been a while since I've taken my bath", I spurted out and it was the truth but the truth only cocked his head to a side as if contemplating on what I said. He suddenly smiled at me as he took his hand from the wall and it came on the ridges of my back. His lips curved in a smile as he bent his head to whisper into my ear.

"Don't you think...", he drawled and I raised my brow. "That I'm also as dirty?", he proclaimed as he slammed his hips into mine, making me to feel the hard ridges of his trousers. I gasped when he rolled his hips into mine.

"Ugh?", he asked hitting into me again and I grabbed his arm for balance over the strange sensation driving into me.

"Tell me, don't you think I'm dirty for doing this to you?", he asked as he brought his hand to my chest in a way that a breast is all covered with his palm.

"Ugh?", he asked but I could only focus on the feeling of his hand on my breast that has began to ache. "Hmmmn?, what do you think?", he asked, all the while fiddling with my breast.

"Don't you think I'm dirty for doing this with you? When you're only a stinking slave?", I felt the jab with all my being but the insulting words could not register as he was threading his fingers over my breasts. He cupped the mound in his palm and I bite my lip to hold the whimper that was threatening to break free.

It felt so good. Not as anything have felt before. The feeling so strong that words could not explain it. He squeezed with an undeniably force and I threw my head back against the wall. He traced the curve with his hand until his thumb was resting on my nipple.

"I think I'm disgusting for this.", he brought his hard on to rest on my vagina and my eyes closed as I became engulfed in the sensation. My pussy throbbed in the same rhythm as his cock. Almost immediately, he stepped away from me and I quickly opened my eyes.

"Keep your eyes opened, I want you to see everything I'm going to do to you.", he said in a husky voice and I nodded. He was about to touch me again when a bang came on the door. I froze as we both turned towards the door. Immediately, anxiety came over me and I began to look around, searching for my clothes.

When Angus opened the door, I glued myself to the wall, fervently praying for the visitor not to enter the room.

"Heyyyy brother, what are you doing? Are you sulking again?", Mikael boomed in a drunk drawl and I held my breadth, my whole body tensed with fear.

I waited for Angus' response but it never came.

"Whatttt? Why are you st_standing by the d_door? You won't let me in?", his younger brother cocked his head to a side and Angus folded his arms. The two exchanged a few silent words and Angus left with him. Immediately the door closed, I released the breath I never knew I was holding. I ran away that evening but I knew, I would surely be there again

ran. I ran and I did not stop until I reach out camp. I paused when at the entrance where Lyla was waiting for me with a mocking smile on her face. I paused to look at her and I realised that she must have known that Angus was not far away. I stared at her until she began to quiver under my scrutinizing gaze. But their was nothing I could do to her. Not when I did not want my life harder than it it now. I was about to walk past her when she spoke.

"So, how was it?", she asked and my eyes widened lightly. Could it be that she knew what happened? My heart began to race as I think of several ways I could be punished for this.

She twirled around until she was standing before me and She smiled into my face.

"Don't you think you owe me for this?", she asked, placing her hand on my shoulder.

"One word from me and your life is ruined. You went into his room when you should not. And you know how cold Angus can be.". Leaning in, she whispered,

"He would have you whipped until you lose consciousness", And I know how a whip would feel on my skin, the scars on my back can testify to that. I swallowed thickly while I struggled to keep my expression light. However, i wondered why she would refer to Master Angus with his name. I remained silent till she walked away.

That night, I could not sleep. I kept thinking of what Master Angus would do to me now. I could not take my heart away from all what we did and how my body reacted in sync with his. How he made me lose all my senses and reason. I could still still feel his touch on my body and I wondered if he's s affected as I was. Within some times, I drifted away into the Dreamland where I was not a slave. Where I had a life with Angus.

My body is all wet and I shiver with cold. I tried to roll to the other side when I felt it. A splash of cold water. I winced. It is morning already. It was the habit of the slave warders to splash the slaves with water every morning. We would rise at the early morning, shackled and matched to the farm or plantation, and sometimes to the market for sale.

"WHAT ARE YOU ALL DOING?", Yun roared and we were splashed with water again. Hot water this time. We all rose up, knowing the next coming would be worse. I managed to stand on my feet with a wince as some of the women murmured while some cursed but non was ready to face the slave lord's wrath.

Yun, wearing his usual clothes, a tunic embroidered with the family's crest, he wore his usual frown and his nose scrunched in his disgust for us. He began to walk around to see if we were all on our feets. When he realises his juniors were finding it hard and taking so long to get us on a queue, he became frustrated.

"Will you form a queue? You these unlucky slaves!", he boomed and some of us winced at the very disturbing voice.

"Says the unlucky bastard", somebody suddenly replied and we all held our breath. Oh Lord! Not this morning again.

"Who the hell is that bitch?", Yun cursed but we remained silent even though everyone knew who it was. He turned around and he matched towards Sharon as everyone turned to watch the drama unfold.

He stopped before her and before she could speak, a slap has landed on her face. he then took her long hair in his hold.

"It's you, isn't it?", he asked, tightening his grip on her hair. When she wouldn't talk, he began to shake her vigorously and then he threw her to the hard floor. We all turned away before he could catch us watching but Sharon spoke again.

"Arrogant bastard!", this time, when Yun turn again, it was to beat the hell out of her. A lady snickered but Yun ignored that one.

He stomped to where Sharon laying on the floor and he kicked her stomach. I was there, it was not once, he kicked her continuously but the obstinate woman was only laughing. I watched. I watched as he pulled her up with her hair and said to her face.

"Do you dare say that again?", he asked and Sharon replied by splitting on his face.

The smack was immediate. Followed by a blow that landed her on the ground again. Yun turned away and Sharon muttered with her bloody mouth but we all heard her.

"Unlucky bastard"

Yun ordered the guards to shackle us after he announced that we would be farming today.

"Hey bastards, we are here already.", Yun announced and when we looked up, it was all forest. Almost ten acres. He continued.

"My mistress has just bought this 20 acres two days ago. Uproot the weeds until you lose your breath", he said with enthusiasm and I couldn't help my curiosity.

"Eermn, Are we finishing all this work today?".

Everyone turned to look at me and I saw that they all wanted to ask the same question. Yun smirked as he walked towards me.

"What is it, Freye? You want to spend a week here?", he was now standing closer to me than appropriate. He leaned into me and said into my ear. "Or you want me to do it for you?" He whispered seductively and I looked away. He let out a chuckle before he walked away.

Yun had once hitted on me. He promised to lift my slavery once I agree to marry him. It wasn't like I wanted this, although I felt nothing towards him, however, there will only be a little difference in a life with Yun. While I no longer would be a slave, I will continue to be under the influence of the same family. It is either I work as a maid, a cook or an hair dresser in the compound.

Gallop of horses disrupted my thoughts. Riding on the road alongside the farm were the three brothers. Yun straightened himself with a smile and he bowed down from his slaves. Others also kept their gazes on the floor. We were not to look directly at them, not even when they talk to us. But that day, I stared right into them. I did not want to miss his reaction when he look at me, even if it is disgust.

Very unfortunate, they were yet to get to me when Jane picked up something and threw it at the young masters.

It was a stone and it landed at Angus. I gasped, the shock evident on everyone's face, including the young masters and Yun.

"Immediately, the young masters came down from the horse and we all watched as Angus stepped up to the young girl. Jane started to rant.

"Just because you're wealthy, you oppress and enslave us. Endangering our life every day. You this pompous oppressors. I hate you all and I even hate my life more!"

But Angus only laughed. He came down from the horse and stepped up to Jane.

"Are you that fed up with your life? Why don't you die then"

I don't know, a knife was suddenly in Angus' hand on, he thrusted on it into her heart, shocking every present people.