Caged: Book 2 – Trapped Excerpt Reveal #3
The sound sent shivers up my arms and down my spine. The melody could only be described in cliché phrases such as haunting and mesmerizing. They continued the strange, rhythmic sound as they carried a large wooden bowl to the man with the crutch, who tilted the dish to his lips before passing it back to them. The bowl was then carried to the outside of the circle where each man stood behind a stone on the ground, and a woman stood in front of it.
The women didn’t drink from the dish but held it up for their men to take a slight sip from it before passing it to the next woman. The chanting continued as the bowl was passed around the group—from older men to younger ones, finally stopping at the man on the other side of Steven.
I could only presume he would be the last one to fuck the woman in the fancy dress who stood near the head of the table in the center.
As the last man drank, the old women took the still mostly full bowl to the center of the circle and handed it to Tria. She also took a sip of the liquid before handing it to Nikki. With a deep breath, Nikki took the bowl and drained it completely in several gulps. She stumbled slightly as she placed the bowl at the head of the table and took Tria’s hands. They kissed each other’s cheeks, and then Tria led Nikki to the other end of the table. The young woman climbed up on the table and lay on her back. Tria stepped back a bit and then wrapped Nikki’s arms in more ribbons strung with feathers, which I thought gave it quite a nice little bondage touch.
Images of the train porn Wade had once brought to my place flashed through my head, but I tried to push the thoughts away. It didn’t work very well because the image was just too similar, and the S&M theme was too much in the foreground.
I shook my head a little, trying to figure out if I was really watching this or if I had somehow dreamed up the whole thing. I glanced to my side and saw Steven looking at the ground, his face much paler than it had looked before. He clasped his hands in front of him and squeezed his fingers together repeatedly.
Apparently done with her part of the ceremony, Tria came over and stood in front of me. I reached out and wrapped my arms around her waist to pull her close to my chest. She didn’t resist, and I welcomed the familiar comfort of her warm body against mine in the chilled night air.
“The People have a need,” the ancient man in the center announced. “In the beginning, our numbers were strong, and many children were born every year. As the influence of the outside world prevailed, our young left the home of The People and made lives for themselves away from the path of the community. Our numbers decreased, and The People knew sacrifices were necessary for the good of all.”
Brandon walked up to the middle of the group and stood before Leo.
“This man will make such a sacrifice tonight.”
Leo continued on about honor and sacrifice for some time, but I stopped listening to the bullshit line he was feeding everyone. I couldn’t believe how everyone stared at him, fascinated, as he justified the public banging of some guy’s wife for the sake of impregnating her. None of it made any sense to me, but then again, I didn’t understand why some monks refuse to wear clothes, either. It wasn’t my culture, so maybe I just needed to get over the whole thing.
There was one person who didn’t seem as enthralled about what was being said, though. As everyone else focused on the council leader, I watched Brandon instead. His hands were shaking, and he kept looking from Leo to Nikki with a shocked expression on his face. He stared at the circle of men who would soon be lining up to take a turn at her.
“As the vessel of life takes the seed of the community—”
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My crazy neighbor lying naked in the produce section of a grocery store.
The sting of a knife as it slices through my flesh.
Now I know why they say life is never easy.
The soft touch of Tria’s hand against my chest is the only thing that keeps me going, but there are consequences. As a fighter, I should be able to deal with anything life throws at me, but there is one circumstance I simply can’t handle.
I only have one coping mechanism: a tube around my arm and a needle in my vein.
Shay Savage lives in Cincinnati, Ohio with her family and a variety of household pets. She is an accomplished public speaker, and holds the rank of Distinguished Toastmaster from Toastmasters International. When not writing, she enjoys science fiction movies, masquerading as a zombie, is a HUGE Star Wars fan, and member of the 501st Legion of Stormtroopers. When the geek fun runs out, she also loves soccer in any and all forms – especially the Columbus Crew, Arsenal and Bayern Munich. Savage holds a degree in psychology, and she brings a lot of that knowledge into the characters within her stories.
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