Endy rest quietly in the kennels, musing over the last week. His back aching with the hard wooden slats of his cot under him he shifts slightly to try to get more of his body on the tiny cot and the small fur covering it protecting from splinters.
"It's been an interesting week" he muses, thinking back over the events of the week... the earth-quake that destroyed his second home.. the rumbling and destruction so like that which destroyed his first. His being handed over to the thieves for protection by the commanders as they went off to search for survivors in the ruins and to set out in search of those out on raids and unaware of the disaster... so few of them he had seen since... Endy sigh is sorrow, his heart breaking knowing that some dear friends were nor dead an buried, their body's forever hidden beneath the stones of the fallen fort.
Thinking of those dear to him Endy's thoughts drift to the kind young Master who had begun to kindle a fire long thought hidden deep within his slave belly, being held in the Master's strong arms as he whispered in Endy's ear... drifting off to sleep in the comfort of the Master's embrace... then waking cold and alone, the horror of realising that he was trapped in the room - locked in... the humiliation of hearing the Mistresses looking for and finding him and dragging him in his shame back to the camp. His former Slaver Mistress being so angry in her disappointment with him, throwing stone at him and calling him "SLUT" so loud that the whole camp could hear, the Camp Mistress stripping him of his collar, clothes and weapons saying that he deserved none of them for his betrayal of their trust... being thrown into the cold hard stone cell in the dungeon, bearly able to see and whispers and creeping in the shadows and dark leaving him terrified all night
Endy shifts uncomfortably on his cot, his thoughts having turned too dark...
With gladness he remembers the Camp Mistress finally relenting and releasing him, giving him clothes but leaving him weaponless and confined to the camp.
The next few days had been hard, confinement to the camp, the accusing stares of the Free who believed their trust in him has been Mis-places, Mistress Zu's anger still burning hot and cries of "SLUT" being bellowed at him whenever he came within her sight... the words being echoed by Nefes.. especially insulting considering the amount of Jarls that she rode on a daily basis.
Sorrowfully this mind searches for a happier time, they wander back to being in the young Master's arms, the moment that the Master has whispered into his ear that Endy was his " 'lil' Rainbow", and the thoughts of his strong, yet soft and silken arms around Endy to absent-mindedly trace the curve of the chastity belt.. warm to the touch from the heat within... he giggles as his thoughts turn to the Harbor Master, of whom he had once held such great fear when first caught having broken into the harbor house to feed and water the chained River, and how the Harbor Master had shown such a stern face when opening the door, and yet had softly chuckled as he released Endy.
Endy turns over in his cot, then ears twitching hears voices outside of the Kennel... groaning softly he arises and puts on warmer clothes to step out into that hateful snow of these Northern climates.
He spies the Camp Mistress Ellie deep in conversation with Master Hid, so rather than disturb them he kneels silently before the Mistress and waits..
...and waits
....and wait
Endy shifts slightly, the kneeling position becoming uncomfortable against the cold hard ground; the Camp Mistress' eyes instantly snap to him, and as she fixes him with a cold stare and and demands to know what he wants.
Lowering his head, Endy reaches within his back pack and draws out a scroll given to him by the Green proclaiming him to still be still be a white.
Whilst Mistress Ellie reads Master Hid looks at the scroll over her shoulder and demands from Endy as to how the Green manages to confirm a boys status as unopened. Endy hopes at last to have his collar returned to him, to prove his loyalty and love to the Free.
His face burning with shame an humiliation at the memory Endy searches for the right words and thinking carefully recommends the that Master speak to the Green who would be able to guide Master Hid through the process in clear and complete detail.
Master Hid's eyes crinkle for a moment, at first Endy thinks with amusement until the Master suddenly sternly commands Endy to follow. As his heart rate quickens with worry Endy follows Master Hid, his belly seizing with terror that the Master was displeased with the answer and will not punish him.
Endy follows the Master sadly, his boots crunching in the brittle snow until, in front of the cave the Master orders Endy to kneel and to look him in the eye.
By now Endy can hardly breathe, his back tense preparing for the kiss of the whip, with terror he follows the Master's order and finally meets the Master's eyes.
Master Hid's deep voice suddenly barks out "Repeat after me boy"
"I, Endymion"
Endy's eye widen at the sudden change from what he was expecting and he repeats each of the Master's words.
"will defend, protect, answer and save my protectors, my fellow brothers and sisters as well as the camp itself, the belongings and whoever may need protection for as long as my health will allow me to stand"
"As a token of my loyalty to those to whom I am committed, I will use all my power, skills and weaponry. My lock-pick, my dish-bone and my tools I will use to enrich my Masters, my Mistresses and of course myself"
Endy grins slightly as he hears Master Ard's voice behind him and a squeal from the Camp Mistresses daughter as she leaps on him. Master Hid's face wincing as he is momentarily distracted and loses his place due to the commotion.
Mast Hid suddenly grins as his memory returns as he has able to once more resume as he orders Endy to lower his head as far as it will go. Endy lowers his head slowly longing for the feel of the metal against his skin so that he knows he is owned.. his longing for the collar to be returned only slightly less than that longing for one Master to claim him as his own property and to be owned with that Master's collar.
Master Hid orders Endy to show his bare neck that all may see, then, with great care and love locks the collar into place and kisses Endy's forehead proclaiming him now to truly be a slave to the thieves and one of their band.
Endy gently caresses the band of slave metal around his neck, proud to once more be a faithful Kajirus.
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