I was looking at the DRUM site and, out of interest checked to see what was the most popular article written – the one that had the most hits overall. It was no real surprise to discover that it was a short story written by kari. So I have reproduced it here for any who have not read it – or wish to reread. Enjoy!!
The girl curled up on the hard rough cut, stone floor, miserable and terrified. Where was she? Who were these people? Why was she being treated this way?
She was in a cell. Stone walls surrounded her on three sides, the end wall with a small inset of wire, with bars at the front of her small space, looking across a hallway to where a table stood with some benches around it.. the flames from the wall sconces flickered and showed the shadows of what seemed to be die strewn over the table.
Suddenly she heard heavy footfalls echo from several directions.. then deep male voices spoke in an alien tongue. The intent of the words seemed clear though, as if they greeted each other.. she tensed as three tall, broad-shouldered and incredibly well muscled men walked into view.. her heart pounded painfully.
Panic flooded her senses as her eyes took in their barbaric leather garb, the long broad swords which hung from scabbards fastened around their hips.. they looked medieval! They were the most threatening looking men she had ever seen, but there was something more about them too. Some kind of allure, like a real animal magnetism. She groaned miserably, confusion spun in her mind as she realised she felt aroused towards to them.
“How can it be?” she asked herself, “its impossible! i don’t know them, they terrify me! “
Suddenly they stopped their conversation, and as one, turned towards her. Mortified she realized she had spoken out loud. She shrunk back against the wall, her back pressed against it as legs bent to bring knees up to her chest, arms wrapped about legs to hug them close to her body, her chin perched on her knees, her eyes watched as they strode to the bars of her cell.
They smiled. Well, more leered. Their lips were curved upwards to show large ivory teeth, their eyes glittered with unconcealed lust. One man coarsely put his hand on his crotch, cupped himself and jerked his hips forward, while he made an obviously coarse comment to his comrades, who burst into raucous laughter. She cringed, his meaning not lost on her, even though she couldn’t understand a word that he said.
The man in the middle, he with long dark hair swept back in a low ponytail with a leather tie, pointed a thick, long index finger towards her.. and then slowly turned his hand so that it faced palm upwards, and crooked his finger, he beckoned her with the universal ↓ Read the rest of this entry…