The loud screams of a woman being violated resounded throughout the whole slave camp. The screams seemed to gain a high crescendo as they constantly bombarded the atmosphere. Women covered their ears, trying to shut out the screams that seemed to be a prophecy of their own future, tears accompanied their futile exercise. The men seemed to have drowned in their despair, not caring for the poor woman being ravaged by the caravan leader Juon.
The cadaverous elder who had begun the sad march towards the carriage's surrounding the camp, had fallen asleep in his despair, tears cradling his poor soul as he slumbered.
"We are crossing into the midlands, that's when we can sell these poor bastards", spoke one guard
"Urgh, finally. Having to spend day's being in the presence of the these wretches really upsets the soul. Maybe we should go visit 'the summerhouse'."
"I agree with you. These poor mongrels really are disgusting to be with. The 'summerhouse' should cleanse the stench of the ugly wretches.
Such was the conversation between the three guards sitting by the fire. Cold words they spoke despite being near fire but it bothered them not. The rest of the guards kept watch, ensuring that no beast came to destroy their merchandise.
"Still though, how can caravan leader Juon think of having intercourse with one of these disgusting pieces of vomit. Can't he not think of purity or is he not a believer?"
"Ahh you must be the new guy. Yeah I get it, seeing the caravan leader sleeping with such worms, but that's where you get it wrong. You know how once one becomes a slave, they are forever a slave. So what caravan leader Juon is doing is enjoying his food. Afterall these aren't human and since they aren't human, he does not violate the religious laws, hence, innocence."
"But isn't it still disgusting... having intercourse with these."
The conversation between the two guards keeping watch seemed to have attracted the attention of the other guards. A discussion ensued, each guard having their own opinion. After a while, the screams of the young woman had stopped, the conversation between the other guards stopped, forcing them to return to their original posts.
Caravan leader Juon, a pale skinned man with obsidian flowing hair and ragged facial features, entered the camp. Perceiving that everything was in order throughout the camp, he went and sat by the fire that had the three caravan guards.
Taking his seat beside the fire, he began preparing tea with a content expression from his recent 'exercise'. Mustering the courage, one of the older guards of the caravan took his chance ask about why he did what he did. Mainly to sate his curiosity and also to see if he also can partake in such an exercise. As a man, he had needs, and those needs needed to be taken care off, preferably as soon as possible.
"Caravan leader, why did you sleep with these wretches? Surely there are better whores and women in 'the summerhouse.'"
This question pricked the ears of the other caravan guards within the vicinity. They also wanted to know why the caravan leader did what he did and if they to can also have their desires fulfilled, post haste.
A quiet chortle echoed within the vicinity. Licking his thick lips, caravan leader Juon spoke,
"You guys must be the new batch of guards transferred. You also must want to have your desires fulfilled, but you are not sure if the manager allows it. Hmmm, I guess I could tell you."
Their hearts palpitated with joy, their nether regions being eagerly roused by the potentially exciting news. This did not escape Juon's notice as he wanted to induce such feelings into the new guards.
"Since you guys are new, you must not know the full travel rules set-up by the manager. The travel rules are a set off rules that must be followed during the retrieval and transportation of the slaves. The first rule being,
1. You must not kill any caravan guard. Whether they have done something or not.
2. Any and all insubordination shall be cut off immediately. This means any mutinous actions, any disrespect, any attempted to murder the caravan leader during travel, shall all be classified as insubordination and death shall visit them and their family members. But I'm sure you guys know of this two rules since that's what the manager explicitly told you all.
3. The third and final rule is not to bring less than a hundred slaves.
With the establishment of these three rules, we Coffin Guards operate. So what I did, did not violate any of these rules, hence I am innocent and have not broken any religious law. You guys can also do what I did as long as it doesn't interfere with your duties or break the established rules."
Hearing that, joy exploded within their malicious hearts. Dark imaginings ran rampant as their took in the words spoken by caravan leader Juon, with utmost sincerity. The guard who asked the question licked his dry lips, his throat bobbing up and down as he swallowed his saliva.
"So I can do it with any of the slaves so long as it doesn't interfere with my duties or break any rule."
He hesitantly asked, his heart throbbing with desire, lust fueling his boldness. Seeing this, a malicious smile bloomed on the caravan leader's face. His eyes filled with passion from his exercise as he answered,
"Yes."
With that, all his inhibitions were released as he abruptly stood up.
"Then caravan leader, I ask you to let me in that slave you touched."
Surprised at his boldness, the other guards stared at him in disbelief, but only approval shone in the obsidian eyes of the caravan leader.
"You can have your fun with her."
"Thank you."
And with that, the caravan guard who had just gained permission, walked boldly towards the edge of the camp, lust fueling him forward. He walked till he saw the figure of the recently touched slave, naked with bodily fluids leaking from her nether regions, she sobbed quietly whilst huddled. A cruel smile formed on his thin face.
The two guards who watched in disbelief continued to look towards the edge of the camp, seemingly shocked at the willingness of the very same guy who said "it was disgusting to sleep with slaves."
High screams echoed suddenly as the female screams of the slave had once again awakened. Caravan leader Juon sipping his already made tea, seemingly at peace with what was happening.
"Aren't you guys gonna join?" Juon calmly asked.
The two guards took glances at each other, having made their decision. They stood up and went to the edge of the camp, as caravan leader Juon continued sipping his hot tea.