Molly's departure with Genivive created something of a power vacuum, one that I deliberately avoided filling. I had been the catalyst here but the resolution of issues was down to the girls who worked here. Kiona had been Torvald's choice but she had been psychologially demolished by her daughter's actions. Molly had indicated that she favoured Simone by instructing her to go last but she seemed disinclined to step up to the challenge. Seconds ticked by until a woman of about my age spoke up. "Come on you heard what Molly said. Chezra go get him some water. Make sure he drinks it slowly and doesn't choke. Firial make sure he doesn't go soft but don't ride him. Kengrin take Kiona to her room. Panchea, Tara, Selial, Anreta, drag those out of here. We'll have to dispose of them later. Gedra, Marsa, Koleen, Go help Molly, I'll send for you when its your turn, And you, what ever you call yourself", she pointed at me, "Put a bloody dress on. You're a disgrace to your mothers name. Simone you go with her and get the new girl. She'll need clothes and a dress, they're in the store in Torvald's room. Whilst you're there get yourself one as well. Oh and on your way tell Inuin, Fela, and Recine to get their lazy behinds out of bed and down here or they're out on the street."
I picked up my dress and threw it over my shoulder. "Simone, if you're not coming then come on".
Once Simone pointed out how the room numbering worked then finding room 12 was quite easy. I unlocked the door then handed the keys to Simone "You go get what we need. I'll see what state she's in". Simone nodded and headed off down the corridor. I opened the door and went in. It was dark inside, but I could make out a shape curled up on the bed. I walked to the window and opened the shutters. A thin stream of twilight filterd in. The shape on the bed moved, pulling the sheets about herself like a frightened animal.
"Its alright Kendra, no one is going to hurt you. I'm Cordelia. I need you to allow me to take a look at you. I need to see if Torvald damaged you. We can then get you cleaned up and find you a dress." She curled up tighter, wild eyes watching my every move. I put my dress down on the chair and laid my sword and Torvalds dagger down on top of it. I then moved to the night stand and poured some water from the jug into the bowl. I picked up the two towels and the bowl and crossed to the bed. She backed away, revealing bloodied sheets beneath. I sat down on the edge. "Kendra. Its important you listen to me. I know you hurt right now, and want to know why this has happened to you, and think that its your fault. But its not. What was done to you last night was not right, but it can't be undone. This is your home now and for better or worse your future has been marked for you. That I can do nothing about, the other girls like Simone",who appeared as if on cue , "will help you the best they can. That is in the future. Right now I need to examine you and get you cleaned up. Will you allow me to do that?" She didn't move. I shuffled along the bed. This time she didn't back away. "I'm going the take the sheet away. Is that okay?" Again no reaction. I reached across and put my hands on hers. "Kendra. I'm going to take the sheet away, but I need you to let go. Are you okay to do that.". I pulled gently. There was a little resistance at first then the sheet came free. As I pulled it away she pulled her legs in tighter. There were bruises on her legs , ankles, and wrists.. There was also fresh blood on the sheets which meant she was still bleeding. I moved closer and put my arms around her. I then had Simone pass me the bowl and towels. I wetted one and wiped her face. I looked into her eyes and then I was in her head. It was full of pain and hurt and anger, the vision of what was done to her fresh and vibrant and nearly overwhelming. I pushed up walls but didn't break the contact. I started to search. Somewhere was the real Kendra, hidden by her recent trauma. It didn't take me long to find her, cowering in mirror image of her physical state. Mentally I moved in. She tried to run but I was much quicker. I grabbed hold of her. She screamed and tried to break free. I turned her around and forced her to look at me. "Kendra. I'm not here to hurt you. I can help, but you must let me." She was crying now both mentally and physically. "Why did he do that to me. It hurt and he kept on. He wouldn't stop. He kept on hurting me."
In a way I knew why he did what he did. She had been sold to him for a purpose, a purpose that she'd had no experience of. She could have learnt that purpose at the hands of a client where the effects would have been more devastting. Instead he had shown her in one night all the horrors that awaited her in the hope that reality would be far kinder. It didn't make it right. For me the choice had been mine and I'd never regretted it. I still remember it that first time, as I still remember Marcus, and Katsumi. My dilema was what should I tell her, the truth or a lie to excuse what he did. Did I tell her he did it because she was a piece of meat to be used by men for their gratification or did I tell her that he was evil and liked to hurt women "Its difficult to explain. You know what this place is, what goes on here", she looked at me slightly puzzled, "this for want of a better term is a 'whore house'. Men come here to have sex with women like you. When you were brought here that is what lie in wait for you. Last night you were shown in a brutal way what was in store for you. It will very rarely be like that. Most men are incompetent and easily pleased. Most have no idea of how to please a woman. In time you will learn this and may be come to appreciate it. But now you need to be strong. As you cannot do it yourself I need to examine you. It is going to hurt, as you are bruised and sore, but I need to make sure you are not cut or torn. When I'm done and I've cleaned you up and you have dressed, we will take you downstairs. Torvald is being punished for all that the suffering he has inflicted. Molly, who is now in charge, wants you to see. " I withdrew and broke eye contact. She lifted her head and looked at me, "I felt you in my head. How did you do that?"
"Thats not important. Do you understand what I said?"
"Yes. You said you needed to examine me. That it would hurt. I don't want to hurt anymore."
"I know you don't. Where I come from there are herbs that could be used to take away the pain, but I don't have any and am not skilled in their use. If I didn't need to do this I wouldn't, but if you are torn then you could become infected,and become very ill or possibly die. I don't want to see that happen."
She looked at me again. "Please don't hurt me"
"I'll try not to. Lie down."
I will readily admit I'm no gynecologist. What a woman should look like I know only from self examination and from the few I've slept with, and then they were aroused. I've had to submit to one or two exams myself and have always tried to arrange it close to when I'm most horny. This was completely new. She was badly bruised and covered in dried blood. I've read in history books about women losing their virginity, about the pain of having the hymen broken and the bleeding there after, but in the Western World in the 21st Centuary, most girls break their hymen young doing sports or gymnastics. Here, like in Amber, and Datlearne, things are much different, more akin to Europe in the middle ages, where virginity is prized, and something that is still taken away on a girl's wedding night.
Despite my best efforts the examination hurt her, especially when I tried to examine her internally. As far as I could tell this was where the blood was coming from, but I could see no cuts or tears, although the repeated penetrations had made her extremely red and sore. I hoped the bleeding was normal and would stop after a couple of days. In the end she finished washing herself as it was less painful that way.
Whilst she dressed I used the opportunity to wash myself, dispensing with my own panties rather than put a dirty pair back on. I had several changes in my luggage but couldn't be bothered to go and fetch them. The three of us, now dressed, made our way down stairs. Kendra seemed happier, if a little apprehensive. By the time we returned to the lounge there were only three girls left in the room, Gedra, Marsa, and Koleen, plus the woman who'd assumed authority, who was taking her turn on Torvald. His face was a picture of agony and torment. At first Kendra would not look at Torvald or what was happening to him. When Marsa achieved orgasm she was intrigued enough to look. The woman, who Simone told me was called Younta, came over and spoke to Kendra asking if she was alright. After Marsa's and Gedra's performance before her, Younta had decided that Torvlad needed another drink and a rest. Even from where we were standing I could see he was very sore already.
Koleen's performance was equally as firey as Marsa's. It seemed the second time round the girls were taking time to enjoy themselves. When Koleen dismounted and Simone moved forward, I spoke to Kendra. "Why don't you come closer where you can see better". She didn't resist when I moved her over to stand behind Torvald. Simone looked up at Kendra. She had one hand between her legs and used the other to hold her dress up so Kendra could see what she was doing. After a couple of minutes she took hold of Torvald, sat forward slightly and thrust downward. He howled in pain. She now started to work him, a sort of maniacle smile lighting up her face. Torvald on the other hand had an iron grip on the side of the chair, his muscles locked rigid like his gritted teeth. I felt Simone's hand on my arm. She drew it down and pushed my hand between her legs. I knew what she wanted. Kendra stood transfixed as Simone, with a little assistance from me, worked herself into a frenzy. Her orgasm when it came, pushed the pair of us over, reducing her to fits of laughter. As I helped her up, I noticed her vagina was covered in blood. "Are you ok. You appear to be bleeding"
"It's not mine, It's his, look"
Torvald was indeed bleeding, little rivulets of bright red blood running down his penis, onto his scrotum, and pooling on the chair. "Kendra untie him. Simone, if you've recovered, go find Kengrin and tell him I need him here. Then go empty the bath and have Kengrin brink it here"
"Who put you in charge?"
"Nobody. If you remember, and you should given the mark on your neck, I am almost entirely responsible for the situation that now exists. I am therefore, like it or not, responsible for ensuring that you all come out of this, with a viable business. That makes me in charge. Apart from anything else where am I going to get the supplies I need? "
"What supplies?"
"That you will find out in good time. Torvald knows and knows where to get them. I suspect Kiona does as well. Molly may do. Therefore I need Torvald alive and co-operative, and in the long run so do you."
"What do we need him for. You've shown us we don't, that we can stand on our own feet." I cut her off.
"You've a lot to learn and a long way to go. Torvald knows this business and knows who to talk to and which palms to grease. He's also a man. You're going to need new girls to replace the two he threw out. Then down stream you're going to need to replace any who choose to leave. Are you going to trust their deflowering to any old client who walks through the door?"
"I still remember what he did to me on that first night, what he's done to all the others. Do"
"I'm well aware of what he did to you and Kendra and the others. He now has some measure of what he put you through. Before I leave I will ensure he knows the full suffering he inflicted. But at the end of the day, virgins are no use to you, He is still a necessary part of the process."
She thought for a minute or two. "I can see in some things you may be right. What do you need me to do?"
"You could take over here. Keep and eye on Kendra. Keep her back here today. If you can find a way of allowing her to watch the other girls with clients so much the better. He needs to be put in a bath of cold water until the bleeding stops and his penis returns to its normal state. I suspect he could also use something to eat. I'm going to see if Molly needs a hand out front."
When I reached the bar Molly was in a total panic. There were three clients trying to have a go at lynching her over their bills. Kengrin was holding them off. Two of the grils had long knives and were stopping them from getting to the main doors which had been locked probably to prevent the lynch mob that had gathered outside from getting in.
"Enough". The fact that a new party had entered the room and shouted at them was enough to shut them up for a few seconds. "Gentlemen. I'm sorry for the inconvenience but the Velvet Rest is under new management as of this morning. Since you were obviously not fully informed of the changes to the charging structure we will on this occasion reduce your bills by one quarter. If you choose not to settle them at the reduced amount then your business is no longer welcome here. Now If you'll pay Molly I will go and deal with the mob outside. Kengrin, Go take the bath down to the lounge. Younta will explain what's needed. "
He looked at me. "Don't just stand there. I can handle this rabble". He looked at Molly who nodded. This was going to work.
As he headed for the corridor, I headed for the door. "Put those bloody knives away and smarten yourselves up. Just cos you all had a good fuck this morning doesn't give you an excuse to lounge about. The success or failure of this business depends on you."
I pulled back the top and bottom bolts. "If there is anyone immediately outside the door when I open it they will find themselves headless. I made the sword ring as I drew it from the scabbard.. I stepped to the side of the door and kicked the central bolt back. Two goons lunged forward as the door gave way. I hit the first square in the jaw with the pommel, sending him flying backwards into his buddy. I added a right kick, sending them both sprawling backwards and clearing the doorway. I stepped forward and leveled the sword. Two more rushed forward. A quick figure of eight left two bleeding corpses on the ground and silenced the crowd. "The Velvet Rest is under new management. Former employees are welcome to reapply for their old jobs. Molly's decision on that matter is final. Vendetta's, threats, of hostile action against either members of the house or guests will be summarily dealt with. Now if you would be so kind as to clear a gangway there are three satisfied gentlemen who wish to leave. Those wishing to be considered for employemnt would make a good start by disposing of the detritus littering the doorway. Those of you wishing to partake of the entertainment facilities are advised that a new pricing structure is in operation. Non-payment of bills or abuse of staff will result in either withdrawl of future invitation rights or in severe cases, withdrawl of the right to breathe"
I turned on my heel and stepped inside. Molly stood staring at me, as did the three gentlemen. The hubub began to increase in volume outside. "Gentlemen. Thankyou for your patience.You may now leave should you wish. Please come again. The girls will be most happy to entertain you." I stepped behind the door so they could pass. They took that as a cue and hurried out the door.
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