Restless Whispers

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there had been a glitch, as the admin said, so meaning I have to repost this chapter for that matter. oh yeah....I took the opportunity to revise and add some lines. enjoy reading!!!!

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In time, you will see the connection between the lastest two chapters to the first one. don't you worry. ;)



Chapter 3 – Walk to the Darkness

Nervous as I was, I walked myself to the valleys of shadow and impending death. The dark and narrow passage way had greatly contributed to my rambling, unspoken worries. My fate will be decided and sealed after this bargain I have with Kamatari – the Coordinator - gets done.

Repeatedly, I told myself to be brave for this situation really called for it. Once again, I need to convince myself that I can do this. Just like what I had done before on one particular dark era of my life. It was the only time that made me both brave and coward at the same moment.

Still approaching, I cannot deny that I am afraid of what fate will be bestowing on me in a matter of minutes under their filthy hands. It is because to the mere fact that I am also a human and has no one left to turn to for help.

Another thing that drives me to push forward is to save Misanagi’s daughters. That is one fact that I should put into my mind….my heart. They can defile my body or whatsoever in exchange for the safety of those girls. I wouldn’t…..mind…..This is for them.

I have an oath, a promise upon her grave that I will take care of them. I had promised to seek them good future. And I had promised that they will live a life that their mother had never attained for herself, and of myself, which is with peace and real happiness.

What a hopeless romantic….idealistic….fool I am! So obvious….very much indeed guilty of the said silly crime. Maybe, upon my last breath, I will still have those worthless thought.

I heard voices at the end of the hall, where bright light was seeping at each edges of the pink satin curtain. They were indeed coming for the voices of Adam’s sons – male species in other terms. Just like what I assumed for Misanagi’s predisposition when she was still alive, I am about to create a huge sacrifice of my life…..my left dignity.

Finally reaching the said draperies, each beat of my heart fastened into double fold – or so I could only described. Upon stepping myself into the new dark chapter of my life, I had held my chin up and told myself to be strong.

Before I went out of the waiting room, Kamatari strictly reminded me to wait for his signal before I stepped out. There will be an introduction before I make myself known to the eyes of ‘Sons of Adam’ – as they are being distinguished by the Organization as the ‘buyers’ of their ‘products’. They are much better to be called as “Sons of Cain” if you asked me. I felt like a dressed meat to be sold in the market full of lusty, perverted men.

“Gentlemen,” Kamatari spoke at his microphone, getting the attention of all the members of ‘Sons of Adam’ at the assembly floor. “Let me have your attention, please.”

It was said that the assembly floor was done in pure black impala marble tiles, according to the gossiping recently-acquired ‘maidens’ which they too had heard from other residing ‘maidens’. I accidentally passed by on that time. I never doubted them for I had heard the same tales Misanagi used to tell me about some of the area’s details when she was first being sold to the wolves. Its color and grandeur had made an immense impression for the guests residing on the said floor. The columns of the House located at each sides of the grand hall are shaped and done in Corinthian style, providing an everlasting effect and influence of Greek architecture. Long, green vines with certain violet flowers crawled upward from the huge, shabby chic pillars, embracing it as if also giving an effect of luscious Eden at the sight of these men. At front, a high stage was placed – a hazel-colored marble pedestal where the one being ‘offered’ will be viewed and bid. And there, for sure, I will be auctioned.

“Sons of Adam,” Kamatari called out once again. His mellow voice wavered through out the grand hall, catching up all of their attention entirely.

I heard numerous footsteps, men’s footsteps, as they turned to the source of the paging. Naturally, they came up close to the stage, finally gathering. Guards were placed around its perimeters so I assumed it will be a little secured from those who…who wanted to touch me.

“Sons of Adam, I welcome you all again to this festive, ritual night from the House of Eros.” Finally, I had gotten to know the name of this House; the Organization Misanagi forgotten or disinclined to inform. From its name, it is clear what real intentions they have.

A screech sound of feedback from Kamatari’s microphone was unexpectedly heard.

“I deeply apologized for that,” the faggot said. I heard some movements. Maybe he was securing the microphone for a better feed.

“Ah. So we are here again, anxious to have another round of bidding for these lovely delicacies. As always, they are all newly-acquired, beautiful and ‘untouched’.”

I involuntarily stepped back two paces as I heard the Coordinator’s claim. Untouched. As if I never been….

My cheeks began to redden, feeling the flush. So, it is clear that I will be the first one to defy one of their ‘basic requirement’ for the House’s traditions.

“Let’s not keep ourselves waiting. I can sense your ‘animalistic’ eagerness to finally open the show. Since the Master is out-of-reach, I am solely taking the responsibility of starting the first bidding.” He professionally spoke, like he always do to his numerous hosting – way back when Misanagi first entered this House.

Beats of solemn classical music was played upon receiving Kamatari’s cue. ‘Air of G String’ was tuned.

“Finally, the belles are here!” one of the men shouted.

“It’s about time! It had been 3 months since I acquired one of their beautiful maidens,” growled the other one. He seemed to be proud of what he had done several months ago and couldn’t get enough of it. What a pig.

“Haven’t she satisfied you on your bed lately?” one of his close associates teasingly asked him.

“It was more likely that HE hasn’t satisfied the poor, lovely woman! What a waste. Pity, I say,” another one humorously commented. They all burst into great laughter except the one being ridiculed.

The Sons of Adam were talking, bragging, commenting with each others’ latest acquired belles - typical male reactions when it comes to boost and boast their machismo sides. But these men are not just any kind of men from the society. They hold high, important names and responsibilities from their noble realm. Politicians, tycoons, royal bloods, aristocrats, and heirs are likely composing their memberships. None belong to the middle class or even the lowest of the A class. All are the privileged son-of-the-bitches!!! This is how they waste their time, their money, their lives – buying high-price pleasure, an obvious favorite past time for those who can afford.

Suddenly I remembered Misanagi.

“First bid! Luscious Lily!”

A name was called out. It was not my cue yet. Kamatari ordered me to step out when he calls my code name. This is how they do their bidding.

I felt someone at the other side of the stage finally emerge out from the call of the Coordinator. I can’t peek at the draperies for it is forbidden and might call attention from the starving eyes of the Sons of Adam. Even if it only a small, careful peek. Kamatari wouldn’t risk it.

I care naught of it.

The faggot could risk anything, even his friend’s life, except the wondrous performance of his masterpiece of auctioning us to these wolves. It is his work, his love child or whatever he may call to this filthy game. He is sick beyond compare. He is sicker than the man who had used and destroyed me before. Aoshi.

A single drop of tear flowed from my left eye. It was unintentional and uncalled for. I don’t understand why I did this. I had never cried ever since I had found new strength to fight back my loneliness and pain. Never.

What great irony of this fate is?! I never intended to sleep again to a man’s bed but fate always drags me into this dark mess – to be someone’s whore once more…

I wiped the tear drop impassively, reminding myself that this isn’t the time to be weak. They may take my body and degrade it for so many times but they will never take my heart again, including my soul. Never again.

And maybe in time, after delivering away the poor angels from the devils’ claws, I might be finally be free….free from this mortal world. Death might be the possible alternate solution for my freedom from disgrace. There is no left reason for me to live longer after I’m done my oath. Only death, there is to know.

I then shivered at that thought. What idiocy and cowardice is this?!

“Then she is sold to Red Death. 50 thousand U.S. dollars.” Kamatari announced.

It was that announcement that had me stop from my sad reverie. So the first maiden was sold from one of the members of this dangerous, wealthy pact. Red Death. Just like the buyer’s code name, everything meant to be secret. All of these men are playing on dangerous grounds of lust and endless fornication that is why risking their real identity is not a good option. All of them wear different, intriguing masks to conceal their faces from each others inquisitive eyes. No questions were asked for their backgrounds and in return the sworn secrecy is safe from disorder and scandal. Only the Organization knows their real identities. Revealing them to the public will surely expose their own reputation as well that is why their mouths are also sealed as long as the flow of power and money runs smooth to them.

No one dared to escape except Misanagi. And by that, it had caused her life. At first attempt she was lucky to be alive and given another chance. Then of the second, it had been the real eye opener. In time, after selling myself there at the pedestal, there is a huge possibility I might be able to thread to the same dark fate.

Poor Lily was sobering. I knew that for none of us, my kind, here wanted this kind of sweet cruelty. She is now on the hands of Red Death. Just like buying a meat from the market as I said before. I just hope that he would treat her good, reflecting not of the code name of he is using.

But that will be far from the reality. We are nothing but fresh, fucking goods to be sold and then continuously ravage, whether it be night or day….at any place….as long as their licentious hunger demands them to. We are paid to be wrecked.

“Next, gentlemen, is a young, beautiful woman whose blood flows pure from French line…...” There was a distinct tone of pride in the Coordinator’s voice as he continued to announce the next woman’s priced features to the lusty bidders.

“And you know what ‘great’ capabilities of a French person do in a mating bed.” That was pure, distinct mockery of being French. They are known to be liberated – the first ones, indeed - but we don’t have all the right to ridicule on their chosen custom. Aren’t we the same as they are?

Most of them burst into thunderous laughter, screeching to the deeps of my hearing. They are all laughing and ridiculing her at the same time. My rebellious side emerged, wanting to peek carefully at the pink curtain in front of me. A small window for me to see my enemies I am about to face after this.

Then the bidding started again. I heard of 10,000 dollars. The bidding money is done in U.S. dollars. For whatever reasons, I care naught to know. My eyes had followed, searching the source of that first bidder. He was a man also dressed in the Organization’s common black robe but had a mask of an elephant-faced devil to conceal his face. There is something about him that tells me that this man belongs to a royal line of sultans for his voice reflects grace and sounded like from a Mediterranean origin. Or maybe I am just over assuming.

“I give 20,000 dollars for that girl!” roared by the man masked under a blue-glittered rims with green gems surrounding at them.

“I go for 25,000!” a man masked in bird feathers and a beak motioned.

Someone called for 35,000, then another one of 50,000. But it didn’t end there. I could see that the woman was trying to stop her body to tremble. Like me, she wanted to face these idiots with left dignity.

At a whopping 125,000 U.S. dollars, she was sold to the man whose laughter was very distinct and annoying…..disturbing in every sense. The sound of his laughter seemed like from a devil. I looked at the bought woman at the hazel-colored pedestal throne. She finally had freed herself from concealing the truth. She is definitely afraid to the man who had purchased her. The trembling she tried to hide is now obviously seen. A brawny man dressed in a Greek soldier outfit came up to the stage to lead the frightened woman to the arms of that man.

“Mademoiselle Jacqueline is sold to Vampire Voltaire. Such a lovely matched couple who possess the same blood of French, I must say.” Kamatari couldn’t help to comment. “Just maintain pure control.”

Some smiled and produced some malicious gossiping while others relentlessly laughed, taking the Coordinator’s comment quite humorous.

The bastards!

The man codenamed Vampire Voltaire was wearing a skull mask. I suddenly felt and share the same fear for the French girl. I knew by then that she had all the right to be afraid. The smell of death emanates from him.

The concealed bastard didn’t wait for the woman to come down to meet him. He strode towards her, ignoring the rest of the brawny guards at the said perimeter. Why would they hinder his path when he had made a huge investment to the Organization just a while ago? He was just claiming what he believes he rightfully owned - his newly-acquired beautiful sex slave. From the action he made it was likely that this bastard wanted her so badly. Without shame and uttered word, he abruptly yanked her up to one of his bulky shoulders, leaving the rest of us. He continued to laugh with that annoying, hideous tone of his. Few of us were startled and the majority just shrugged and exchanged gossips for the next belle to be sold.

The French woman wanted to cry but she tried to hide it once more. Poor soul….and in minutes….the same fate will be bestowed on me.

The rest of the members of ‘Sons of Adam’ laughed, seeing it just like a typical scene. No regret, no pity and no shame.

“Let us now continue the auctioning, gentlemen. I believe most of you wanted to get laid for tonight. But only the ones who will win the auction will have that pleasure.” Kamatari reclaimed their whole attention back to him. “We have a long way to run, you see.”

250 swarming robed and masked men in front of the stage. They are more fitted to be called pigs rather than men. To their obvious huge numbers, it is clearly to be seen that many of their kind roam the earth. Devils hiding behind the robes and mask, afraid of the consequences but has vigor enough to risk, just to compensate their lust for flesh.

Not all of them will get laid for tonight, that I certainly knew. Against 250 men, the belles being offered only number to 10. Every auction, 10 beautiful ladies are sacrificed to the high hazel pedestal. And every auctioned, 10 dreams and hopes are being defile and left to the depths of sorrow and degrading stance.

The auction of flesh continued. Hundred thousands of dollars are being drawn out from their pockets to follow what their maddening groins demanded them to do. Often times, it is their head dangling between their thighs that does the thinking when it comes to love…..to sex. I learned that sad fact long ago which made me the person I am, seemingly running.

“PLEASE!!!!LET ME GO!!!” a beautiful blond woman with a British accent desperately pleaded to the guards who lead her to the center of the stage, to the high pedestal. Then she turned her hopeful gaze to Kamatari. His hazel eyes reflected no pity towards her. He smiled deviously and reclaimed slowly his stance.

“That I cannot, Madame, for once you are in….” Kamatari spoke in a low voice, seemingly releasing his man-side of him, slowly turning his gaze from the desperate woman to where I am hiding. He saw me peeking at the small hole I made from the pink curtain. As if he had sense my spying. He did, actually. He saw and winked at me.

I moved myself away from the curtain. Praying that I was wrong to what I have seen.

“….all the chances of getting out should be forgotten.” He continued, turning his attention, his mocking gaze back to the British blond woman.

Yes. Once you are in, there is no way out. There are too much to risk, the knowledge inside that we had obtained along the way. The identity of the buyer, the existence of the secret society of ‘Sons of Adams’, and the Organization are at great risk if we happen to depart. In exchange of obediently following the rules – power, money and influences are bestowed upon you. If taken the other side of the path, death is the simple and quick remedy for that. No rumors, no risk. And the show will go on with or without you.

“I remember that fact that I didn’t force you to come in. Born from rich yet odious family but was gone poor due to the fact of declaration of bankruptcy after both of your parents’ death, you needed help. It was obviously none of your parents’ associates would like to take you and your brother in for no value bestowed and to be gained. Revenge is what they scream to satisfy their souls very much. Even your assumed friends left you for the same reasons. Pity. Living in a world of richness yet none shared a valuable emotion called friendship and love. Well, what would I expect from people such as your family who had taken so much from the people’s taxes for your own leisure.”

He paused for a moment as he liked what he was seeing. The blond woman was sobering, ashamed of what he was revealing from these men.

From all the people, he had no right!!!! That had puked me. He acted like he was some kind of a righteous man laying the final harsh judgment for this so-oppressed girl.

“You needed money and this is the only option, the only help that I can do for you. You accepted it without any doubt hearing from your voice. Honestly, I admired you on that, sacrificing yourself for the health of your sickly little brother lying half-dead in the hospital’s bed. Neither of us so sure of what will be his fate in the coming days so you took the last option which is here…” Kamatari ceased for a moment to spread his open arms, indicating the vastness of the place, its great existence “…selling yourself from these men. One of them will be your salvation, Madame. If you still wanted to save your dying little brother, might as well concentrate on your duty as an obedient sacrificial lamb. Will you?”

“I was told that he is dying and I don’t need to sacrifice myself. He, himself, told me so. It will be the death of him if I continue this….. filthiness,” she pleaded as her tears continued to roll down from her beautiful, weeping blue eyes.

“You expect me to believe on that?! No Madame. It was more that YOU wanted out of this bargain not because of your little brother’s death wish but for your own good! Such selfishness emanates on you! You are here, still living and will be about to experience all the good stuff in life once again from one of these men and now you are turning away just because of that stupid excuse!!! Ha! You make me laugh, Madame. I know that you’re a spoiled brat in every sense. You deserved to be punished if you continue defying my orders.”

“And I shall accept that fate, sir. I am not lying for my little brother’s death wish. Our bond is stronger than what you accuse! You have no right on judging us when it is you who needed to be punish because of all of these!!!” There is a strong contempt on her part. She was definitely setting herself out of bounds.

Kamatari eyed her intently. “Do you think that your brother would have said those words without my help of hospitalizing him first? Such weakened voice wouldn’t have been better without my help. Well, our bargain involves after you are sold, my dear, not before. And because of the goodness of my heart, I had ordered enough good hospital services for your dying little brother. Mind you, my dear, it is quite expensive.” A black mail was indeed what he wanted to say.

Just like he had done to me.

“I, ah,” she couldn’t say anything to contradict his term for she was so stunned after knowing the truth.

“Since it came straight out from your luscious mouth that he will be departing our mortal world in a matter of weeks or days, a momentarily ease, a smooth and comforting death will be bestowed upon your little brother if you manage to continue our bargain. I will do everything in my power to maintain him at comfort level. I expect for you to return some gratefulness for that good deed I did and will about to do to him.”

There was silence – a deafening one. No one spoke, no one tried to help. They are all stop, waiting for what the British minx about to say.

“I….I accept your offer.” She said in a defeating tone. She truly loves her dying little brother even though in the eyes of these men was convinced otherwise. Her little brother loved her in the same intensity. Even at the young age, he must protect her sister at all cost. A death wish he had for her…..

I saw Kamatari smirked. He approached the British maiden, knelt and slapped her on the face. The woman was slumped on the floor after experiencing the harsh blow of his palm. She tried even more to conceal her cry and tears.

“And that is what you get on ruining my night because of your futile resistance.” He whispered to her. “If you had gotten to commit the same mistake again, your brother will not be alone to depart from this world.”

“I will gladly accept that fate, sir.” She retorted, gritting her teeth on the process. Her hair was in disarray. She looked so much tattered.

“Ah. There is another option my dear. Since there is a sure possibility of your little brother’s death, why bother taking it any longer? We will just be tired of waiting for his great departure. I suggest to quickening his stay from this world. What you say? Is my other option good enough for you? Well of course, his death will not be a sweet and swift one. That would not be fair for my part if I still remain soft-heartened.”

The monster!!!!

The woman’s cry came louder. It is the only cue Kamatari needed for him to stop this intrusion and get on with the said auctioning. He yanked her up with such force from a man’s natural power. The poor woman was dragged to the high, hazel pedestal. He had laughed so with the other men in the crowd. He also grabbed her locks of glorious hair and whispered something on her ear.

“You deserved to be a whore, Madame.” Then he licked her earlobe.

I couldn’t take it anymore so I stepped out from the draperies without second thoughts, marching out to the middle of the stage where the two resides.

“Stop it!!!! Stop it, I say!!!! You see that she had accepted her fate!”

All of the men, including Kamatari ceased from laughing. After realizing what I had done, I saw their gazes fixed on me. It was a matter of time before Kamatari’s angered eyes reached for me.

“You stepped on the line, woman. You are out of your league.”

“No! You are the one who’s out of your league, you damn faggot!”

Most of the members of ‘Sons of Adam’, including some of the guards, roared in laughter after shouting those accusing words. I felt no shame on what I did and never regretted it.

“Anger me more then you’ll suffer the consequences, my dear. I am in no mood on taking two rebellions within a small span of time.”

“Then don’t take it!!! The hell I care! You don’t need to mock the downed woman! Do you have to humiliate her more from these swine?” I glared at them, full of disgust.

“Hey! Watch your mouth, whore!!!” one of the men from the said group threatened me.

“Does the truth hurts? I believe it is so!” I retorted. I saw some of the perimeter guards marched up to the stage to control me. But I felt no fear then. “You all have no idea what we all went through in life! Ha! Rich monsters like you wouldn’t understand!!! You don’t know what great pain we have to suffer in living everyday in disgrace and shunt. Here we are very much obvious that we are selling our bodies to the devils – whores if you want to describe us in plain words – but never, as in never you all have the right to treat us like this, like a piece of rotten meat! You may have purchase our body but never our dignity, our soul!!!!”

Then there was a momentarily silence. My breathing fastened as I glared each of the swine in front of me.

Then someone broke the silence. An idiot on the rise.

“Good fighting spirit, I say. Enough heat to warm my bed,” a man masked with golden horn placed on the middle of its forehead shouted. “I want her!!!”

Another idiot followed.

“Well, now, I feel the same. I bid for 20,000 dollars for that woman!” another man masked with the same features as the last one but colored black had bid.

Then another….

“I say, I’ll have her for 50,000 dollars!” the other one joined, true to his need.

There’s more to come.

One by one, men were beginning to turn their attention to me. Long gone with the British minx that I am trying to protect. They were dragging her out of the pedestal. Two guards dressed in Greek soldiers outfit took care for her abrupt leave. I saw Kamatari’s eyes brightened in a new light as it lingers upon me. No doubt that a lop-sided smile was produced in his womanly face.

“What are you going to do to her?!” I was pertaining to the British minx that was suddenly taken away. My hands fisted at my sides.

“Cleaning up the mess, you see.” He said mockingly.

“Are you going to free the woman?”

“Why would I do that?” he looked like as if he was startled. But in truth, he wasn’t.

He strode towards me slowly. I could feel his great manly presence. Gone being the half-woman he pretending to be. So what? I am not scared of him anymore.

“Do you remember our bargain, woman?”

I didn’t answer him.

“Obviously not.” he stopped from walking towards me as soon as reached his favored place. We are about 3 feet apart from each other. “Well then. Let me refresh your memory why you are here in the first place.”



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