First, an apology to the other WIP It Up contributors. The one time I participated, back in September, I was pulled away the same day for a family emergency and was not able to read and comment on anyone else’s works. I look forward to repaying your kindnesses this time.
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Background: Liz has been chosen by lottery to become a slave for two years in the household of Chairman Daniel Weiss, after the leader of her province unjustly attacked his. This is the evening she arrives, during her “inspection.”
“Liz, open your eyes, please.” Master Michael’s voice was directly in front of her.
She forced them open to look into his. He smiled another brief but surprisingly warm smile at her.
“Have you been sexually active?”
It took her a moment to form the words that would reveal her most intimate secrets to a total stranger. “A couple of times, Sir. Not a lot.”
“Women in Edwal feel some pressure to constrain their sex lives, don’t they?”
“Um, yes, I guess so, Sir.” She was starting to understand that women in Alaine didn’t seem to have those restraints.
“Any pain with sex?”
“Not after the first time, Sir.”
She turned a deep red and shuddered. “Sir, please, no matter how careful we were trying, it has always been excruciatingly painful. Even for something really small.” She hadn’t thought of that. The panic started to well up inside of her. She blurted out. “Please, you have to believe me. Please, don’t do that one to me,” she begged.
He looked at her quietly without answering and after a minute, she took a breath and dropped her eyes again. It didn’t matter what she wanted, did it? They’d do it anyway.
“Oral?” he resumed.
“A few times,” she whispered.
“Are you good at it?”
“Um, I don’t know. They never complained.” Her tears dripped unchecked onto the carpet.
“Did you own a vibrator or a dildo?”
It took her a full minute of absolute silence before she could answer.
“A vibrator…,” she admitted.
“How often did you use it?”
He was not going to allow her any privacy at all. “A couple of times a week.”
He had to strain forward to hear her. “How often did you have orgasms with it?”
“Are you orgasmic with intercourse?”
Again it took a moment. “Well, only if…” She couldn’t bring herself to say it.
“Learn to say it out loud.”
She took a deep breath and got it out in a rush. “Only if I get rubbed at the same time. Otherwise he can bang me all day and nothing would happen. Sir.”
Michael coughed and tried unsuccessfully to hide his smile. He cleared his throat. “Nipple clamps?”
“Never.” She shuddered.
She looked him in the eye at that one. “Not until I was taken hostage, Sir.” She couldn’t resist the jab.
His mouth quirked up in the corner. “Restraints?”
She hesitated and was going to say no but he caught it.
She couldn’t look him in the eyes any more. After a moment she said softly, “My boyfriends never wanted to try.”
She stared at the floor, noticing the pattern in the grain of the carpet for the first time, and she refused to answer.
No. They could ask, they could demand, they could threaten, but there was a secret part of her that she would never give up to these men.
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Though Liz did not choose this fate for herself, she must face the growing realization that her deepest fulfillment comes when she is on her knees.
Should she fight her feelings, or choose to embrace them?
Come follow Liz on her odyssey – from fear to love, and from heartache to home.
Thanks so much for reading my excerpt!
Odyssey: Finding Home Book 1 will be available on Amazon the end of November. If you’d like to receive a reminder when it comes out, feel free to sign up to receive my blog posts (over there on the right –> ) or just drop me an email at SophieKisker at gmail dot com and put the word “Odyssey” in the subject line. I promise not to keep your email address unless you want me to!
Odyssey will be followed shortly after by Sanctuary (Book 2) and Refining Fire (Book 3).
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