Ari Tells Zoe about Doutzen: Part Two
Ari shifted his weight so that Zoe was lying across his belly with her head above his crotch. Ari reached down and took a handful of Zoe’s honey colored hair in his hand and said, “I thought the abuse would break Doutzen’s spirit. That she would become more compliant and accept the fact that as a man, especially a Master of Roissy, I couldn’t be expected to be faithful to one woman.” He paused and turned Zoe’s head so that he could see her face, before continuing, “You’re a slave to your lover. You understand what I am saying, don’t you?”
Zoe, still holding Ari’s member in her tiny hand answered, “Sort of. I guess.”
“But Doutzen was stubborn. After I had her branded I went to the cell where she was being kept. I told her that she must surely understand that I truly loved her. After all, I cared enough about her to mark her. I had her labia pierced so that she could wear a ring with my insignia hanging from it. And I had her rear branded with my initials. I had never done that for another woman. I told her that I loved her, but I must have other women. That makes sense, doesn’t it?”
Zoe didn’t answer.
Ari continued, “And do you know what she told me. She said that I could do anything to her. Even to the point of death. She would always love me. But she would never agree to share me with another woman! I became angry with her. I said, ‘You said you would die rather than agree to share me with other women. Well, let’s see if that is true!’ Stubborn, thick headed Dutch bitch!”
Zoe could feel the anger n Ari’s voice, but wasn’t sure what to do, so she began to lightly stroke his member and said, “So, what did you do?”
“I asked her what she thought was the most painful way to die. She hesitated for only a moment, then simply said, ‘crucifixion.’ I guessed she thought of it from her Sunday School days as a young girl. I said, ‘If I said I would have you crucified if you don’t agree to accept that I must have other lovers, would you agree?’ The dumb bitch said, ‘No. You may hang me on a cross to suffer and die, but I will never agree to share you.’ So, I pushed her down and went to see Anne Marie.” Ari paused, then, “Weren’t you here at Roissy when this took place?”
Little Zoe shook her head and said, “I only remember seeing Doutzen a couple of times. It was about five years ago. Axel had sent me here for training, and I only saw her in the slaves’ dining area. She was alone. Naked. With two valets guarding her. I was too afraid to ask anyone who she was. My valet only said that her name was Doutzen. She was condemned and not to ask any more questions. Shortly afterwards, Axell was told he had to go to Indonesia to run his family’s rubber plantation, and he took me away. We were there for four years. I was only returned to Roissy a little over six months ago.”
Ari sighed and said, “So, you missed the show.”
