Suki's Torment

Suki's Story
Part 2 "Suki's Torment"

After two weeks in the brothel, Suki began to grow antlers.

Misery and flesh were the brothels two main exports.
The mistress took great pleasure in torturing Suki
The Mistress had long grown old
And her body was worn and used
She resented Suki's fragility and youthful beauty
So she scheduled Suki to court
The most barbarous
Perverted
Disgusting men
That came for company.

Suki's had fought to keep herself
But to no avail.

Her first night, Suki cried
It was a quiet calm evening.
In the distance there were fireworks
And a festival.
The not too distant city of Eido
Cast a warm red glow over the Balien's Brothel
The girls were stacked in two room cages
One room had was observable through the bars
The girls were meant to lay and sit there all day,
So that may be viewed by the men
Once they were chosen
Unless taken away by customer to a more private date
They were lead into the second caged room
Which was draped in blankets, obscuring peering eyes
The second room had a bed
Incense
And a Biwa

Suki cried, in full view of the other girls
They were not allowed in their private room unless they were serving customers.
An ugly couple of men walked passed her
They bore three pronged tattoos over their right eyes
Mercenaries.

Their robes hung loosely
And threatened to fall from their drunken swagger.
The taller one was bald, his face wrinkled like a turtle
And as handsome as a turtle too
He was missing several teeth
And his eyes had a suspicious light to them
He supped his soup with a loud slurp, whiskers twitching on his chin and upper lip
He was drinking soup from a red bowl
While his shorter partner carried a large bottle of rice wine
"You recognize this one Shinu?" asked the taller one

Shinu was much shorter then his partner.
He had a rifle strapped to his back
And carried a large bottle of wine
His chin and neck were buried in beard
He rubbed his belly button, which protruded from his robe as he spoke
"She looks new to me Kanji."
Shinu and Kanji were mercs
Paid by Balein to guard and protect the girls

Suki kept her head low, wanting to be left alone
Shamed to be looked at by the men

Kanji leaned in and looked at her,
Dipping his finger into his soup
and sucking on it
"Let me look at you." asked Kanji
But Suki gave him no acknowledgment
She refused to give in without a fight

So Kanji through his soup at her
And Shinu went in and dragged her to the private room.

When they were finished with their torture
They left her alone and bleeding
She cried in the cold breezy room
Watching the fireworks from the festival
"Why has my life become awful?" she wept
She soon came to realize
She did not mourn alone.
A doe stood just out her cage
It had been grazing and wandered a little too deep
It's perplexed eyes stared at her

The doe had been a mother
Though her fawn had been shot
She had ran off
And lost everything dear to her

Though Suki did not know this
She just saw the hungry shaken deer.

A whore laughed a few cages down, turning on her light.
And the doe sprinted off.

So went her first night in the brothel

During the morning
The Mistress dragged the girls out to the field
Where they harvested the ganj for Balien
The Mistress took extra care
To abuse Suki in this time
Setting her to work in the area's with the least shade
And most populated with snakes
So that by the end of the morning
Suki was burned and bleeding
After breakfast she was put to bathe
Then locked in her cage again

Her first day she took no costumers
She threatened to eviscerate them
That night The Mistress burned her back
With stove treated needles
To punish her rebellion

The next day Suki took three costumers

And so Suki's torment continued.

It was two weeks into her torment that she began to feel the itch on her scalp
She ignored it for a few days till it became maddening
In her private room she parted her hair to gaze at her scalp
Two large red mounds had appeared
She feared they were lice
Or another terrible insect

Another two days and it was clear
It was no bug bite
Suki sat in horror staring at her small mirror
Two brown antlers had mysteriously begun to grow on her head.

1. A biwa is an instrument
2. Image courtesy of Blaine Fontana