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Slave to His Whim	By : Pyrite Category: M through R > The Phantom of the Opera > Het Views: 4548 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own The Phantom of the Opera, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-One
- 2-II
- 3-III
- 4-IV
- 5-V
- 6-VI
- 7-VII
- 8-VIII
- 9-IX
- 10-X
- 11-XI
- 12-XII
- 13-XIII
- 14-XIV
- 15-XV
- 16-XVI
- 17-XVII
- 18-XVIII
- 19-XIX
- 20-XX
- 21-XXI
- 22-XXII
- 23-XXIII
- 24-XXIV
- 25-XXV
- 26-XXVI
- 27-XXVII
- 28-XXVIII
- 29-XXIX
- 30-XXX
- 31-VII
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I.

Paris, France 1876

Erik watched the blur of buildings as the driver took him to a building on the outskirts of Paris. He had moved on after Christine and became a rich architect. Making money off of selling his brilliant plans was easy enough, but filling the hole in his heart was a different story. He had eventually become cold and angry with women and that is what drove him to the slavery market. When women had no say, he was happy enough. Though no woman had filled his heart yet and he thought there would never be such a woman.

They arrived at a broken down stone building. At least that is what it was supposed to look like. On the front of the building was a sign saying 'condamnée', when in truth it wasn't. Only a farce for the going ons inside. If the police knew of the slavery market they would certainly shut it down. The woman inside were treated no better than common whores. Erik did not care about their treatment. As long as he got what he wanted, he was happy.

He walked to the building and entered. He was greeted by a man commonly known to all of the purchasers as Darius. "Ah Monsieur Garnier. We have been expecting you."

"This one had better be good. I expect obedience and nothing less!" He replied angrily. The last slave he had bought had ripped off his mask therefore discontinuing her service with him.

"We have just received a new girl. This one you will find to your liking." Darius replied as he led Erik to a room where girls were paraded out and inspected. "However, you will have to pay a slightly higher price."

Erik growled angrily, "What?! I already pay you enough for common whores."

"But this is not a common whore Monsieur Garnier..."

"That is what you have said about them all. What could be different about this one?"

"She is vierge."

Erik's jaw dropped, "You lie. You have not presented me with virgins before. Have you been holding back?!"

"No. We get them as they come. This one is just right for you. I believe she will be obedient and you will have the pleasure of having a virgin in bed. I thought I would inform you before the others, because you are my top paying customer." Darius replied then signaled for the men in the room to retrieve the woman he was speaking about.

"How old? I do not want a child."

"No child. She is eighteen. She is," he stopped to snicker, "as legal as you can get."

Erik sat in a dingy chair and awaited the arrival of the woman Darius had been speaking of. A few minutes later he saw a woman enter the room and for the first time he got a good look at her. Darius was a dealer in slave women from all over the world, most common were girls from India, Persia, and China; however, he could not place a finger on the nationality of this one.

"Where is she from?" He questioned.

"Ah. Hungary. She has beautiful skin no?"

"Yes. I want to inspect her...alone."

"Ah. You know we can't let you do that." Darius replied.

"Really Darius. I would not take a woman before I buy her. I have that much honor in me. Besides if you want to listen then you can outside. I want to speak in private."

He was reluctant at first but conceded and left Erik and the slave girl alone. He walked up to her and pulled her to the candlelight to get a better look. Frightened azure eyes met his as he grasped her chin and forced her face to the side then to the other side. "Are you worth buying?" He asked her. After a long silence he became angry and said, "Answer me."

"It is not my place Monsieur." She replied.

He laughed cruelly as his hands caught her breasts and pressed her to the wall. "Are you useful for anything other than what is between your legs?"

"I can cook and sew."

"Rudimentary tasks! Can you do anything worthwhile?!"

"I do not understand monsieur."

"Can you sing? Can you do anything related to the world of art? Or are you a talentless chit?"

She felt tears spring to her eyes at the harshness of his words. "I can play piano some and a little of the harp."

An eyebrow ticked upward and he pressed against her, his arms locked around her waist. "If I buy you and you do not play like you say you do I shall do the worst kind of things to you." She shivered underneath his intense stare. He went to the door and opened it, finding Darius standing there. "What is your price?"

"Ah. Well since you are my best customer I think 50,000 francs will do nicely."

"That's twice as much as I paid for the last one!"

"She's a virgin. I was going to triple."

"Fine." Erik grumbled. "I want her ready to go. I do not have all night." He told Darius then handed him a stack of francs.

"Yes Monsieur Garnier."

xxxx

Erik waited impatiently in the carriage as the slave girl was prepared. How long did it take?! He should have been home by now, with her taking her bath and getting ready for his nightly activities. He heard the door open as his driver helped the girl in and then slammed the door shut. "Come here." He growled as she shrank from him.

"Yes."

"We have a few things to go over before you begin service with me." Erik told her then grasped her chin and made sure she stared in his eyes. "First, you will address me as 'Master' in private and 'Monsieur Garnier' in public. Secondly, you have racked up a debt already. 25,000 francs is not easy to come by and not to mention I haven't even paid for your new clothes. You will repay every cent that I spend on you. Finally, and most important," his fingernails bit into the side of her face, "you will not touch my mask. Do so and you will be sent back and there is nothing more Darius hates than to have to repay a customer. Do you understand these rules?!"

"Yes master." She replied as he let go of her chin.

"Good girl. Already competent with one thing I see. What is your name?" He questioned as his hand settled on her thigh.

"Malika."

He glared down at her with amber eyes and said, "Tonight, you will come to understand the true purpose of women in this world."
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