~1 KITTEN

Janelle walked away hurriedly as she made her way to the kitchen closet. Tonight was going to be a night of agony and she didn’t want to be a part of it. If you lived in a world like hers, you'd know how hard it is to survive as a lowlife. The guards will visit their cells tonight and rape them mercilessly, then they would leave when it’s almost daybreak. Leaving them in pain and still forcing them to work hard in the morning. Janelle didn’t want that for herself especially while working under the princess. Very rude woman.

She grew up here and she knew all the corners and shortcuts in this palace more than anyone else, perks of having your parents pass on slavery to you. God knows that one thing she’d never do in this life was giving birth to any child here as a low life. They were suffering already, why add an innocent kid?. The ones that make her laugh are two slaves falling in love here and going ahead to get married. She wondered how they coped by doing that. She blamed her parents for falling in love while both of them are still in debt to Fiorelli's empire, Sad.

She made a U-turn for the master’s walkway and she walked fast as if she was being summoned. All of the guards will retire to bed soon then they will move to the dark cells where every slave sleeps to start their torment. She walked further into the dark hallway and when she’s sure about the guard losing sight of her. She raised her legs to jump the low window that will take her to the exclusive garden. From there she would crawl to her hideout to have a sound sleep, sounds easy. As she tried to jump, she felt someone hit her head hard with a hard item and she fell in pain. She couldn’t scream so she writhed in pain. She watched the person pick her up from the floor and into one of the master’s bedrooms. She couldn't get a proper look at his face because of the concussion but she knew whoever found her was one of the royals of the palace. She knew she was in deep shit already. She could lose her life because of it.

She felt herself get dumped on a bed, the softest one she has ever been opportune to be on. Peaceful sleep without nightmares is guaranteed on this kind of bed unlike the wooden slab allocated to each slave and the cold floor on days you passed your boundary and you have punishments pending. Even the guards don’t get beds like this, they get wooden slabs too. She tried to shy away from her eyes and pretend to be sorry before her punishment got to her. 

“What’s your name, kitten?” Someone asked and she'd be damned if she didn't recognize that voice, the only illegal son of Capo du Fiorelli Emporium. Dante Fiorelli, the crush of ninety-eight percent of most of the girls in the cold slab. Funny how he doesn’t even know half and a quarter of them exist, they are comfortable with living like that. Making him the subject of their dreams provides temporary comfort over the night.

“Janelle, your lordship.” She whispered back and he chuckled. The first time she was hearing him do anything close to laughing, the sound was beautiful if she was being honest. He was the coldest of the Fiorelli's then his sister, Ninetta. That one is a robot and she’s everyone’s least favorite Fiorelli. Ninetta and Dante are a lot closer than the rest.

“Kitten sounds more alluring to my ears though but I guess I have to stick to Janelle then. So tell me why you were trying to perform Batman near my door? I thought it was an intruder only for me to see it’s you” He asked with a smirk while leaning against the door and Janelle felt her heart race faster. Telling him that she was escaping to sleep in the dark cells would mean more punishments for her and she couldn’t lie to royalty.  She wasn’t allowed to speak to royals as a slave.

“Uhm… Uhm..” she stammered and Dante smirked more. He knew she was trying to hide something from him, maybe she was a new spy father appointed to watch him. He was going to play his own game on him too, he would play the master of the game himself. Nothing sounded better than making father feel stupid, he needed the man to feel wrong for once in his life. He was sure the man wanted to know what’s going on currently in his life and he wanted to know if Dante had plans to overthrow him since he’s past retirement age. Only if he knew the plans Dante had for him. 

“No need to tell me what you came to do kitten, I’m glad the universe brought you when I needed you the most,” He leaned in and he covered her tiny frame with his and he watched her body relax in relief. That confirmed his theory, she wasn’t going to be able to tell him that she was a spy for papa. Papa had threatened her to keep her cover, the man only ruled by force and violence. A woman is easier to use as a tool when you’re sexually involved with them and that’s what he’s going to do. He trailed his hands over her body and he watched her gulp visibly. Good to know he was having the famous ‘Dante Fiorelli effect’ on her. He always had this effect on women and he knew it too. He was going to make perfect use of the opportunity and show her who is the boss between the sheets. He brought his face closer to hers and he watched her shut her eyes tight and he chuckled, she looked adorable like a kitten.

“Your clothes need to go, I don’t appreciate rags in my bed and I can't devour you with rags on '' He whispered before raising his body from the bed and he rolled over to the other side of the bed. She waited a bit to see if he was joking or not but she looked to see him watching her with piqued interest. She stood up reluctantly and she stood in front of him without doing anything. He stood up from the bed, walked to the huge wardrobe and brought out two leather belts. She gulped in fear as she watched the playful smirk on his face morph into something else, something darker. She wouldn’t like to be on his bad side, people who were there could testify how ruthless he could be. 

“Don’t test me kitten, people who do aren’t alive to tell you the tales” He growled and Janelle reached for her uniform gown before pulling the zipper down. She looked up to find him watching her closely and she gulped in fear. Finally, she let the gown off her body and she watched it drop to the floor before stepping out of it. Only her panties remained on her body and she held the band while waiting for further instructions. 

“What are you waiting for?, remove it and get into the shower to scrub whatever you have left on your body” He hissed and Janelle felt hurt at his sharp words. This was exactly what she was trying to avoid in the cold slab, the only difference here was that she was getting fucked by royalty, and back in the cold slab, the guards took turns on your body. 

She walked gingerly to the bathroom and she thought he was going to follow her, to her utmost surprise,  he didn’t and she sighed in defeat. She was going to embarrass herself here today because the bathroom was something she’d never had the luxury of using before. She knew it was going to be different from the one at the cold slab and she didn’t want to spoil anything here. She hasn’t paid her debt to finish talkless of being able to afford some fancy royalty stuff in the bathroom. The hope of him following her or better, a vision from the holy spirit on how to use the shower. She doesn’t have an idea of how things like this worked but she was going to try to use it so she doesn’t end up looking stupid to him. She says a short prayer so she doesn’t end up spoiling anything in there. She opened the door and she stepped into one of the cleanest bathrooms she has ever stepped into. She has never been assigned to domestic cleaning since she grew past nineteen, she was always in the kitchen. The fact that her father used to be a chef in the royal kitchen before he fell in love with her mother.

She stood in the shower for close to fifteen minutes, turning around looking for where to touch that will make water come out. She saw a red button and she touched it before shrieking almost immediately as steaming hot water came in contact with her skin. She bolted and made a dash for the room and she ended up slipping on the floor right in front of Dante who started laughing. She covered her face and she groaned hard while he kept on laughing harder. 

He bent down before picking her up and he threw her over his shoulder and he made his way to the bathroom. She looked behind him to find him stark naked and she shut her eyes groaning again. She should have just stayed in the cold slab. He noticed her stiffness and he poked her butt earning another groan from her. He entered the bathroom before placing her on the floor and he pressed a button right above her head and steam filled the bathroom before he could say jack. He picked up the shower gel and pressed it into his hands before grabbing her hair gently and applying it to it. 

Janelle held her breath and she didn’t want to feel all mushy because she knew what was going to end it, a night of sex and they go back to their different worlds. She couldn’t help it though because this was the first time anyone was treating her gently, she didn’t blame those who had crushes on him, Dante Fiorelli sure knew how to treat a woman. He scrubbed her hair gently before he applied the shower gel to other parts of her body and he grabbed a sponge from the multiple ones hanging on the shower hold. He switched on the water and warm water descended on their body. He scrubbed her body as if he wanted to relieve all the dirt she could carry around like a slave. That alone brought pain to her heart but that was the truth. He was looking at her for once and she better enjoys the attention. He rinsed her body and surprisingly, Janelle felt extremely clean and fresh. She was having her bath without having to manage the water and with a proper body wash for the first time since her birth. Being born  a slave is the worst thing to wish on one’s enemy, You’d live worse than a pauper. No access to better healthcare, No security plus no freedom. Being born means you automatically get a lifetime subscription to being a slave. No negotiation, no freedom date and nothing at all. Freedom is like seeing hundred million dollars cash on the floor and that’s practically impossible. 

Dante hung the sponge back before pouring another round of shower gel on her body. This time, it wasn’t him washing her body, it was him rubbing his body against hers. Janelle sighed softly as his bands came forward to grab her breast while he rubbed his body on her. The shower gel kind of made everything slippery and Janelle couldn’t help the feeling of pleasure that overwhelmed her. Dante was too good at this. 

He lifted her from the floor and he wrapped her legs around him, pressing her core firmly to his erect shaft. Janelle gasped as he slid up and down her folds without penetrating her. All of the previous sex she has had in the past couldn’t amount to this, Janelle felt on top of the world. Dante’s mouth found hers and before she knew it, they were battling tongues. One thing Janelle has never dreamed of is locking lips with Dante Fiorelli. He pinned her to his body more and he kept on suckling her tongue. Janelle felt as if she was in heaven. 

He disentangled his mouth from hers and he switched on the water to the fullest. After making sure they were both clean and with no residual soap anywhere, He picked her up before taking her back to the bedroom. He dropped her back on the bed before he  picked the lights remote before changing the bulb color to red and making it as dim as possible. He switched on his stereo system and stated playing a soft slow melodic song, just the perfect one to have sex.

He walked back to her on the bed and If Janelle thought he was sexy before, This cemented it. He looked like a dashing temptation. The red light reflecting on his manhood made Janelle hotter than before. The light reflections were perfect and he walked towards her as slowly as he could. Janelle felt her thighs clench at the thought of him. He climbed the bed slowly before flipping them and making them change positions. He was laying on the bed with his hands at the back of his head touching the pillow. He was relaxed and Janelle straddled him awkwardly. His rock hard manhood was poking her ass and she bit her lips without knowing what to do.

“Kitten breathe and stop staring at me like you don’t want me too. Tonight Let’s pretend you’re not a slave and I’m not royalty. I want you to make this night memorable for me. Ride me to the brim of pleasure and make me forget who I am. Janelle make me feel like  a man and do as you please.” He whispered seductively. Janelle didn’t know whether it’s because she wanted him or because of the red light effect or his voice, all she knew was that those words coming  out from his mouth made her want him more. 

Janelle raised her ass from his waist giving his dick a chance to come forward. She descended on it slowly and she made sure the dick was in direct line with her pussy before sitting on the length making sure it didn’t ente her. Dante watched with a smile as she did her thing and he knew he was in for the pleasure of a lifetime tonight. She slid her ass backward making sure that her pussy aligned with his dick, She moved forward and backward without him penetrating her. She watched his facial expressions as she continued all she was doing. She didn’t want it to end because she was enjoying it too.She watched him close his eyes in pleasure and as he clenched the sheets tighter. She was in control and she was enjoying every bit of it. 

She moved slowly at first and she was actually enjoying it till she felt her own organsm building up. She increased the tempo and she started sliding up and down faster. She tuned out Dante’s moan and her utmost goal was how to achieve her own orgasm. She was going faster than intended and she suddenly felt someone lift her up, she opened her eyes to find Dante slipping his dick inside her. She felt too hot to even remind him she was in charge for now, instead she enjoyed the dick and the pleasure it brought her. Her past sex didn’t feel as good as this and her ex didn’t fill her up in this manner.

Dante flipped them over again and this time, He was on top. He spread her legs apart before going as fast as he would. Janelle couldn’t hold back her screams again and she started screaming at the top of her voice. Thank Goodness the rooms are soundproofed, The whole empire would have been awake due to her screams. She felt her orgasms building up and she let herself go as waves upon waves of passion hit her and she creamed all over Dante’s dick. He looked up at her and he smiled, He wasn’t done with her yet and the party's just getting started.