WARNING: Some portions of the following work of fiction contain depictions of bondage, torture, rape, and explicit sex, including same-sex activity. If you are under 18 (or whatever age is appropriate for your location), HIT YOUR BACK BROWSER BUTTON NOW. If you find explicit sex offensive, please don't offend yourself by reading further. The full disclaimer for this work of Vampire Hunter D fanfiction is at the beginning of Chapter 1. ================================================================= Heaven's Door Chapter 3 Desert Bound It was official. Samual Stence, Bar and Inn Keeper, would never walk again. He watched out the window from his recovery bed, in the doctor's home, as the hunter, known only as D, lead a rider less horse from the town, while ridding his own. The desert would be too hot to travel in the day, so he'd travel at night, hoping to catch up to the slavers. "Be strong Mina, please," pleaded Samual, "Help is coming. I know it is. Be strong." The day's heat from the sand radiated up under his cloak. Normally it wouldn't bother him, but he was already warm from anger. He didn't need the extra heat. He breathed deep to try and cool himself, that's when he smelled it. Blood on the wind. Max could smell it too, and pranced impatiently at the end of his reins. "An animal must have been slaughtered near by," said the sym. "No," said D, untying Max from his saddle horn. "That's Kale's blood. I'd know her scent anywhere." "And max is reacting because...?" "You should stay awake more often, Kale made him smell her once, just in case something like this happened. I'd use Max to track her, if I couldn't." "Smart girl. I like that." "She's mine," he said warningly. "Max, find Kale." The silver steed bounded off over the dunes, followed by Nightmare, with D tall on his back. "Did I say anything different?" asked the sym. "There were so many times that I could have said something to her, but I bit my lip and stayed quiet." "Good. Continue that course." The tailor pinned another string of pearls to her new dress, if you really wanted to call it that. Nothing more than an elaborately decorated pair of underpants and bra. What ever covered her were just strings of pearls and gems. "Very nice," said Gideon, stepping up to her. "Very nice." "Touch me, and you'll regret it," she hissed. He produced a small box, and pressed the red button in the middle of it. The chains attached to her wrists and waist pulled taught, forcing her to her knees. He laughed low and wickedly as he pulled her chin up to look into her angry green eyes. "You see," he said removing her glasses and crushing them in his hand, "or rather not, I am in control here. And if you wish to survive t6o get to my client, you will do exactly what you are told." He traced his fingers down her cheek. She quickly bit into the fleshy heal, driving her teeth deep into the flesh as he cursed her. He pulled his hand away, the chunk of skin tearing off in her mouth. She spat it out at him, hitting his cheek. Blood covering her lips, chin and chest. The tailor, who also doubled as the healer, quickly bandaged Gideon's hand. When finished he was waved off, and other guards were brought in. Different chains were attached to her shackles then, and the chains pulled her up so that she was spread eagled in front of Gideon. The wounded slave master then pulled the jewel buttons on her hips, and the jeweled dress fell away, leaving her half naked. "That wasn't very nice," he said cold and calmly, as the guards strapped some kind of apparatus around her waist. "You see. I pride myself on providing tame, and well mannered girls for my clients." He took a long cylinder from the shelf and dipped it into some of the oil he used for working into his leather clothing. "and when I get one who is a tad unruly," he slid the cylinder deep into her, smiling as she tried to break free of her confines. "I have to train her to be nice." Wires and straps were laced over and through the various holes and hooks on the end that protruded from her body. Gideon then took a control box from one of the guards and waved them off. They bowed and quickly left. "Now these are the rules." He showed her the control box's display. "When you are good in a session, you feel very good, like this." He turned the knob slightly and the cylinder vibrated slightly inside her, though she gave no sign that she'd felt it. "But when you are bad, like now. You feel this." He flicked another switch and a shot of electricity shot through her. She tried to pull away from the pain, gritting her teeth, till they threatened to break. "I'll turn it off, when you scream," he said. She spat at him, and he turned it higher. Danton doused another cigarette and turned to the new girl next to him, his third this night. "Not to worry Mina," he said slyly, "It'll only hurt for a minute." He glanced at his door, as he pushed Mina to his bed. Kale's scream echoed through the halls. "Well, Gideon didn't waste any time showing her whose boss. Now, mina..." The young girl screamed as he took her, her body not healed from the pain and wounds Gideon had inflicted the night before. "Kale," she couldn't move. "Kale, you wake now yes?" "I hear you Mina," she said hoarsely, not wanting to move. But she had to. She had to continue putting fresh blood outside the ship. D would be looking for her. "They hurt us. We go soon. Yes?" "If D can get to us. Mina." She chewed through the bindings of the bandages, pulling them off her hands; again she dug into her wound and reached out the window. "Hang in there, Mina. We'll get through this." 'I'm so tired,' Kale closed her eyes for a moment. She couldn't help it. She woke slightly as someone pulled her by her ankles back from the window. She woke fully, in pain, as again the device was put in her and switched on. She knew the charge it delivered wasn't much, but when administered there, it hurt like hell. She screamed and the pain stopped. She fixed icy green eyes to the man who held the control box. Danto. His round lens glasses perched low on his slender nose, his thin lips drawn even thinner as he spoke coldly to her. "If you persist in harming yourself, you will be tied up before being put in your cage." "Then you'll have to tie me," she gasped. "Because I'm not staying here, you prick!" she kicked at him, but without her glasses, she misjudged his proximity and missed. He pushed the button again, and turned the voltage higher. She tried not to scream, but she couldn't help it. It was too painful, and before it stopped, she blacked out. Kale woke in Gideon's 'training' room, which was also his bedroom. Her hands and feet were tied, her clothes were gone, and Gideon was on top of her, his size in her nearly splitting her. "You've been good so far," he said, "let's not spoil it." She tried to curse at him, only to find a gag around her mouth, so she growled angrily and tried to wriggle her hands free. "Now, now. I'm almost finished. Then we'll move on to you servicing your master." He pumped into her a few more times, and let out a long grunt, as he came in her. 'You'll die you bastard!' she cursed, 'either D or I will see to that. And you better pray it's me!' he rose off her, at a knock on his door. "I left orders not to be disturbed!" he bellowed, fastening his pants. "I'm sorry sir," said Danton's voice from behind the door. "But Sovereign Keir is here. He wants to know of your progress in locating his girl." Gideon shook his head. "He must have been traveling for days in order to get here. Very well," he opened the door, picking up the control box to the torture device. "Get her ready. I'll go talk to the impatient Sovereign." "Yes sir. Shall I have the Mina girl prepared as well?" Gideon stood in thought for a moment. "Yes. For trial purposes. Tie her to my bed." "Very good sir. Solan, get the Mina girl, and bring her here. Healer!" Within an hour Kale was cleaned and dressed, and once again strapped in chains standing on the floor. Mina was brought in and strapped to the bed, naked. She was bruised all over, and put up very little fuss when she was positioned and tied. 'Hang on Mina. Please, hang on,' she begged. The healer/tailor left Kale's long hair loose around her shoulders, the natural curl and wave of her hair making her look more like the slut they were trying tom make her into. Gideon returned with an entourage of men in uniform, like some kind of military guards, and a man dressed in fine blue silks and jewels. He had long bleached blond hair, held back by a crown with blue back ground and green gems, that seemed to be lowered over his head, and held up by his ear4s. long bangs hung on the outside of it, framing his slender oval face. "There she is sovereign, just as I promised. Now please remember, she requires additional training," explained the slave master. The new man approached her, looking her over appraisingly with deep purple eyes. She couldn't believe he actually had purple eyes. "Very nice," he said smoothly, turning her head to look at her. "Why the gag?" "She bites my lord," the sovereign nodded. "Not to worry, come delivery, she will be as tame as a kitten." "I hope so," the man stepped closer to her, looking into her green eyes. "I love her eyes. I've never seen eyes this shade of green." She threw her head forward, driving her brow into the man's nose. She may not be able to move, but she was far from helpless. The sovereign staggered back, clutching his nose. "You Bitch!!" he yelled, staring wide eyed at the blood in his hand. "My lord!" Gideon quickly pressed a handkerchief into his hand and pressed a towel to his nose. "My lord. I'm sorry. She'd never done that before. I'll correct her at once." "No!" shouted the young man. "If she is to be mine, she must learn of my hand." He clenched his fist and backhanded her across her left cheek. She staggered, but stayed upright, glaring back at him. "Break her!" he shouted, turning to Mina, tossing the towel aside. "That will leave scars," said Danton, as he held the garments of one of the guards who'd shed them to ravage Mina. "I don't care! No marks on her face! But break her!" "As you wish," bowed Gideon, and smiled at Kale, "you've only made things worse for yourself." He then joined the sovereign as he watched his men toy with Mina. Max nudged his hat off his head. "I'm awake," he said. 'Why did Kale have to baby you so much?' The sun was setting, like it had in the weeks past. Max pranced around, eager to resume the search for his mistress. D tapped on of Nightmare's water taps, but nothing came out. Max had also been drained some time before. All that was left was the essential water that the horses needed to stay cool themselves, and that was mixed with other lubricants, so it was no good for drinking. "That's it, we go back," said the sym. "We can't survive without water." "We keep going." "D!" "We keep going!" he climbed into the saddle and began following Max over the dunes. I'm not going back till I get her out of there." "D, you'll pass out before the night is over. You'll die shortly after that. We'll die! D!!" "I've got to get her back!" The sym sighed loudly, "We're all gona die." Next Back to the Fanfic Archive.