THE DUNGEON -HER COMFORT ABODE.
EPISODE TWELVE
TITLE: THE DUNGEON - HER COMFORT ABODE.
The guards dragged the mistresses into the general room for visitors since he doesn't want to meet them in his chamber.
Eleanor entered last with her whole body filled with bruises and wounds, she was crying painfully and she stared at her body in horror.
It scares her so much that she thinks Rhoda did it intentionally to her.
"Master"She sobbed and tried walking closer to him but Adriel pulled her in a violent manner making her crash on the floor, brutally.
"What are you trying to do?"She yelled furiously at Adriel and Azazel glared at her.
"Add honorifics to his name, Margaret, He's your Master"He warned sternly and she bowed dejectedly.
She expected him to have behaved more nicely to her.
She's the victim, of course.
"What happened?"He asked, referring to everyone and there was silence in the room.
There were about seven of them and Azazel hasn't touched anyone ever since they got promoted to the Mistress position.
He hardly gets intimate with women, He counts them as a waste of time since none of them can satisfy him.
But nowadays, his body craves badly for the naive woman he met a week ago. Onida.
"Are you guys mute?"He repeated sternly and Adriel dragged the youngest one out by her ear.
"Give us account for everything that happened, And you must say nothing but the truth, Else, I will cut off your limbs"He threatened and the lady fell to her knees, sobbing in fear.
"It all started with an argument, Margaret lied to us about how you slept with her every night for the past years and refused to touch us because you had a soft spot for her, Rhoda got angry about this and a fight started"She reported, truthfully not daring to look at any of their eyes.
Azazel took a deep breath trying to hold his anger and glared at Margaret who was sobbing in pain.
No matter how shameless and desperate Eleanor is, he never expected her to say such untrue things about him.
Adriel made to walk closer to Eleanor, ready to pounce on her like an angry lion but Azazel stopped him.
"Everyone should stay outside the room except Margaret"He ordered immediately and Adriel led them out before coming back to the room. He stood beside Adriel and keenly watched the judgment he would pass to her.
Azazel stepped down the little stairs below the big chair in the room and walked towards Margaret.
He dropped to a crouch in front of her and lifted up her chin.
He gripped it tightly so that she started wincing silently, pleading for mercy.
"I deserved death and severe punishment, Master"She sobbed in pain and Azazel twisted her chin so that her wrecking bones could be heard faintly in the room.
"I picked you up from the trash, Margaret, Your step father fucked you everyday and locked you in a dungeon, You weren't able to see the sunrise and sunset set for years until I set you free, You insisted on serving me and out of your greediness, I made you my Mistress, I left out the potential women out and chose you worthless animal instead, Why did you think I did that?"He asked lowly with a clenched jaw and she sobbed loudly.
"For.. Forgive..., Have mercy"She whimpered amidst sobs and Azazel jaw tickled.
"Because I wanted you to feel like a woman for once, I wanted you to stop living in the shameful past your father buried in your head, I thought I was doing the right thing but then realized that a leopard never changes it's skin, You're just the same piece of trash your father had pleasure with, You're nothing but a worthless human who should live with horrible animals because you just proved to me that you will never change"
"M.. Master"She stuttered with her eyes reddened, sobbing in a more violent way and kicked her legs on the ground.
She can never endure his punishment, it will be too much for her.
She has done the unthinkable to Azazel, And he won't forgive her.
Azazel finally let go of her chin and turned to Adriel.
"Take her to the dungeon and don't give her food for days, No one should go near the place once she's there"He ordered strictly.
"No!, You can't lock me up there, I will lose my mind!"She screamed in horror and tried crawling up to him.
Adriel grabbed her immediately and dragged her out of the room.
He sat on the chair back and the rest of the Mistress entered with Rhoda looking fierce and unremorseful as ever.
They all knelt down in front of him pleading for mercy. Rhoda joined them reluctantly and joined her palms together, mumbling inaudible words to herself and Azazel stared at her keenly.
"I gave you the opportunity of being tagged as my Mistress but all you could do is to cause nuisance in my castle?"He roared in anger and the whole building shook terribly.
They screamed in horror as the heavy wind blew up the expensive ancient cups in the room making them crash on the floor.
Azazel hissed in pain as he watched the whole scenario without leaving his seat.
Shortly, The ruckus stopped and the whole place was silent as a graveyard.
Everyone was too stunned to speak.
"All the mistresses are demoted to low ranking slaves, You will start working in the mines as from today"He gave out his orders and they sobbed dejectedly, cursing whatever caused the fight between the duo that fought and their pure hate and detest towards Eleanor which stopped them from separating them when they were fighting.
"And you..."He pointed to Rhoda and the latter bowed her head, fidgeting as she couldn't maintain her stamina anymore after she witnessed the ruckus that just happened.
She never knew Azazel is this brutal and tends to lose his cool anytime he gets infuriated.
"You're banned from the castle, You will be demoted as a slave with no master, No one will be able to remove the collar from your neck anymore, You will live a third class citizen for the rest of your life"
He gave out his orders in a more angry tone and she looked up to him immediately.
"M.. Master"She stuttered in shock, Her eyes widened and she tried crawling to him but the guards stopped her.
"Have some mercy"She cried in pain and regret as she was dragged out of the room.
Oh, no!
This cannot happen!
Adriel came back to the room shortly after they left and walked towards Azazel.
"I told you to take a break"He groaned, turning to him and he bowed.
"I'm fine now, Master"He mumbled softly and he nodded.
"Any reports?"He demanded and he nodded, bringing out a small scroll wrapped neatly and handed it to him.
"Maltreatment of low class citizens?"He asked loudly and Adriel nodded.
"It's getting more frequent, They asked for help"
"I will attend to it later..."He drew and moved closer to Adriel.
He stayed a few meters away from him and sighed.
"Bring Onida to me, Tell her to report in the room"