Enslaved by a Warrior

Author:Anitra Lynn McLeod [McLeod, Anitra Lynn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: erotic MM, Romance MM
Published: 2012-10-16T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11

“I don’t understand why I can’t just look around. It’s not like I’m going to steal anything.” Tyler was shown to his quarters in the slave area and told to stay there until he was called for. Since Blessed owned the entire top floor of the building, his living space was roughly the size of the high school Tyler had attended on Earth, but Tyler was only allowed to stay in a very small room that was about fifteen feet square. It was nicely furnished with a bed, a chair—both fashioned in blocks like the furnishings at the hotel—and there there were other things that Tyler couldn’t even fathom a use for. Entertainment, perhaps, or personal hygiene.

“You are a slave, not a guest. Be happy that he did not order you bound in your room.”

“Is that what happened to the last guy?”

“That is none of your concern.”

Tyler wanted to probe the slave master for more information, but he refused to discuss anything with Tyler other than where he would live, the rough timing of things in the household, and what Tyler should do if there was something he needed for his comfort. At that, Tyler had said he needed his freedom. The slave master hissed a vulgar expletive and departed after locking Tyler in his room.

With nothing else to do, Tyler settled on the bed and looked up at the ceiling. No mirror in here, just smooth ceiling that was roughly the color of old coffee grounds. Gah. The color was slightly nauseating, so he turned his head and looked to his side. The walls were more of a cream color that was bland but soothing. There wasn’t any art or decorations on the walls. Apparently, slaves didn’t need any eye candy. After about ten minutes of rest, he rose and explored the curious items in his room. Baffled as to their use, he kept pushing and poking until he got one of them to do something. Unfortunately, it started to make a deafening noise that forced Tyler to put his hands against his ears.

Eventually, the slave master returned and shut the thing off. He turned and slapped Tyler hard across the face. Since he had big hands, his strike damn near knocked Tyler out.

“You idiot! Who turns on the disposal without shutting the cover?”

“I didn’t know what it was.” Tyler stepped back before he could hit him again. Once was quite enough.

Fury abruptly drained from the slave master’s features. “Didn’t the slave house condition you?”

“I don’t know what that means.”

After a long sigh that didn’t need to be translated, the slave master explained what the unit was for. When Tyler needed to rid himself of personal waste, he would do so in the bin. When he was done, he closed the cover, pressed the button, and the waste would be removed.

“When the unit is not needed, you may press this”—he pointed to a spot on the floor that Tyler had thought was a stain—“and it will fold away. Press it again and it will return.

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