Vendel Rising: Omnibus Volumes 1-4: a Gritty & Intense Science Fiction Adventure by L.A. Warren & Ellie Masters

Author:L.A. Warren & Ellie Masters [Warren, L.A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: JEM Publishing
Published: 2019-04-24T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

The WOR-skill training room had been reconfigured for Tender Training during the confrontation with the lords in the common room. The tables had been removed and long silver rods had been secured to the ceiling. Elise knew immediately what they were for. The other girls figured it out when they saw the shackles dangling from the dull, gleaming metal.

High Tender Marcus began with Elise. The fourteen other High Tenders strung up their charges. Gregor pulled up a seat and made himself comfortable for the two-hour Tender Training session. The women’s vlor’ masters followed suit and pulled up chairs to observe the punishment alongside their emperor.

It was harder to endure with Gregor watching. She wondered what she must look like. Soon, however, she wasn’t thinking about much other than the High Tender. Gregor faded from her thoughts while Shriek soaked up the pain.

At the end of the first session, the High Tender released her and placed her along the wall to huddle her sweat soaked body until the second session began. He moved on to his next charge. Paula was a strong woman in her mid-twenties. The lines of her body were sculpted and hard, but her expression betrayed fear.

The High Tender laid into her with his dispassionate calm and Paula cracked in under ten minutes, gasping for breath. She begged for a forgiveness that would never come. The High Tender calmly told her what would happen the next time she begged. Paula did not speak other than to scream.

Elise watched the other girls with cool detachment and wondered if she looked the same, or if her screams sounded so forlorn. Whimper kept her company while Shriek made ready for the next round. Malice growled and prowled in the darkness.

Gregor secured Elise back to the rod and observed the next session. Wave after wave of s’vlor entered the chamber. It filled with quietly apprehensive women as they wondered how bad it could really be. The chamber emptied as they left knowing all too well the answer to that question. High Tenders had no mercy and the braklavs allowed them to dispense great pain without inflicting permanent damage to a body.

The room filled and emptied several times. The other two s’vlor, who High Tender Marcus trained, took their turns while Elise recovered and waited for her next session.

Elise watched the women for four and a half hours before her next, and last, turn of the day. It gave Whimper time to contemplate the first two sessions while Shriek prepared for the last. High Tender Marcus took breaks for food. Elise was not fed.

Gregor attended all of Elise’s sessions. When her turn came back around, the third and last for the first day, Gregor dragged her off her feet without a word. He placed her at the bar and shackled her wrists in place. It was very considerate of him to help. She didn’t think she could have stood, let alone lift her arms to the shackles.

“Opés,” he said with a smile, although his eyes danced with fury.

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