Bred for Better things (closed for Tx_Liquor)

"Oh god, that feels sooo goood!" Said the man in her cunt, sliding in and out and enjoying her warm wetness as it made him slide into her easier. "I think she's getting into it." He said to the others.

The man in her mouth was now massaging the back of her neck and stroking her hair from time to time. He too was enjoying every moment of being in her mouth. A dozen strokes later he groaned, "Oh, I'm going to cum..." And a few strokes after that he did just as he said. Pulse after pulse of hot seed shot into Val's mouth. His cock remaining to feel her swallow each load as she gulped against his shaft.

The man inside her leaned over and kissed her shoulder then cried out in pleasure and pain as his own orgasm couldn't be held back any longer. He croaked out a sound as the first supersized load overfilled her cunt, and then shook against her back as the next two followed. "Ah... fuck..." More cum filled her as the rest was now being forced back out of her pussy.

The combined cum of three men started to leak from her as two more supersized loads were shot into her snatch, each with a silent grunt of raw desire.

When the man in her cut pulled out and baked away the man on the couch said, "Bring that ass over here." He was still stroking his dick and without anyone trying to fill a hole there was no reason for any to keep her on the chair.

Val was pawed, pressed and pulled to the man and turned to face everyone else. There weren't as many people in the pool house now. Most seemed to have left, but the few who remained were probably in it for the long haul.

Val was turned and forced to sit back, the man on the couch stopping her to line he cock up with her ass then nod so she could be force to sit back on his lap, her legs spread and a dick up her butt. "Oh, yeah!" He reached up to grab her huge tits and started to thrust up into her asshole.

After a few minutes of this another man moved around and spread Val's legs so he could enter her dripping pussy with ease. "fuck yes!" He wasted no time in thrusting in and out of her, his balls rubbing the ones belonging to the dick up her rear.

Cell phone cameras were rolling, catching all the action. Some cheered and others just slapped a breast or Val's face playfully. But it wasn't long before a cock was being shoved in her mouth. By now she had no idea if it had cum on it already, with two loads still lingering in her mouth it was impossible to tell which was a previous load and what was just a cum covered cock.
 
Val tried to shake her head in protest, denying that her body was being made to feel pleasure by the men ravaging her young body. She couldn’t hide the wetness of her pussy nor the sound of her moans, though. They seemed to like it more that she was being forced to enjoy it, and Val wondered if it made them feel better about shoving their dicks in any hole that would fit.

After both of the men had cum inside her, she painted as she wiped off the cum on her chin. She had no doubt that her stomach was becoming full of cum, the warm liquid pooling inside her. At the behest of another man, several of the men herded her over to the couch where the other man’s pole was waiting for a dancer. She didn’t want her ass impaled again, but she had a hard time struggling with several pairs of strong hands holding her and lowering her onto his cock.

Her legs were spread, showing all of them how wet she was with cum and her own nectar as he fucked her ass and fondled her breasts. She felt so exposed, wanting to close her legs so badly. Their eyes upon her wide-spread legs seemed to make her a bit more turned on, despite the shame associated with it. When the other guy lined himself up and started pumping her pussy, Val couldn’t hold back a few of her moans, his hips rubbing against her clit as they alternated thrusts inside her.

It wasn’t long before she felt her body become weak to all the stimulation. With the phones and cameras trained on her, Val’s body made the ultimate betrayal and she came hard on their throbbing cocks, her feminine voice forced to cry out. Her eyes watered and her legs trembled, her pussy gushing as the pleasure rolled through her, sustained by their insistence. Sandwiches between their sweaty bodies, she reflected on what just happened in horror, still very sensitive. A cock was pushed into her mouth, her body now a writhing mess of liquids and rolling bodies.
 
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The men roared in triumph when Val finally had her first orgasm. It was as if they had won a bonus of some sort. They continued screwing her, cuming in all her holes over and over again for the next hour. Her cunt was starting to feel numb and her ass now had as much cum dripping from it as her pussy. She'd swallowed so much jizz she didn't need to eat food and yet she was fucked for another hour straight.

The list of men triple fucking her eventually went down to two, and then it was just one on one.

The big man inside her right now was the one who'd fucked her ass the first time. His body was slick with sweat and he lay over Val while she was spread out on a pool table. He drove in and out of her dripping snatch rolling his shoulders and making him rock her whole body as he thrust in and out of her.

"So hot... so fucking hot." He kept saying over and over. A salty drop fell from his nose and into her eye, as if all the fluids pumped into her body weren't enough, now he was getting sweat in her eyes. He slid easily in and out of Val, a nice even tempo that hit her in all the right spots again.

She'd had an orgasm before, and he wanted to make her have one again. Having cum so many times already he wasn't sure if he had any bullets left in the gun, but that didn't matter to him so long as he fucked her stupid.

In the back of the room waited four men from the serving staff for the event. They were watching Val getting gently plowed on the billiard table, making eye contact and letting her know they were next. If the looks weren't enough, they started taking off shoes, ties and shirts.

The guest were done with her it seemed, so now the staff was getting their little bonus.
 
Val flinched as his sweat dropped into her eye, blinking quickly for a few moments before shutting her eyes to prevent it from happening again. She was so tired of being fucked, having been played with for hours and given countless loads of semen. She was dripping from every hole, even her skin having been sprayed with cum from those who considered themselves marksman.

Though she was a bit numb, the way he rolled on top of her and fucked her sensually made her body start to build up to another orgasm. She had lost some of her strength, so he didn’t need to hold her wrists for now. Instead, he was simply holding himself up above her as her breasts swayed from the push of his hips. She wished he would stop talking and just finish so she could go home, but he seemed intent on pulling his little toy’s string to make her play her music for him once more.

Turning her head to the side for a moment, she noticed the suggestive looks the staff was now giving her. They wanted a piece of her as they were promised, and she dreaded the encore of cocks that would come for her. At least she knew that once the servers were done, she would be released, free to feel all of the cum slosh around in her stomach.

While she resisted for as long as she could, he eventually had her moaning and gripping the edges of the pool table as she got closer. With a few final thrusts, she came once more, groaning loudly as her back arched and her toes curled, her pussy spasming wildly on his hard tool. Her juices splashed out of her pussy for the second time and she panted, still shivering slightly.
 
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The man smiled, "There it is." He kept rocking his dick in and out of her sloppy snatch watching Val shudder under him. "That's what I wanted." He continued for a few dozen more thrusts before pulling his hard dick out of her. "But that'll have to do for me. Nothing left in the tank." He kissed her on tip of the nose, mostly because it was one of the few places without cum on her face.

Getting off her and the table he gestured, "All yours."

The first guy to jump on the table was short and stocky. He shoved his cock into Val with a moan, lips falling to her left breast to suck her nipple as he slowly slid in and out of her. Unlike the men prior who were just looking to but a nut in Val, this guy really did seem interested in enjoying his time with her.

He sucked her nipple all the while rocking and rolling his hips, like a true lover who wanted to enjoy his time with his significant other. He never spoke, lips too busy working her little bud, all the while the other men gathered around and watched while stroking in their own cocks to stay hard while waiting for their turn.
 
Val didn't respond to him, simply laying there and catching her breath as she felt him kiss her nose and extend the invitation to the staff that she was now open for their pleasure as well. She found it very odd that he had simply been fucking her just to see her cum again, having thought he would be more interested in unloading his own syrup.

As the other climbed on top of her, she waited for him to pump her until he came so that she would be that much closer to going home. However, she noticed that his thrusts were gentle and almost romantic as he suckled at her breast. Val wondered if there were a few men among them who simply missed the touch of a woman, the soft exchange in which two people would hold one another and simply enjoy each other's bodies.

With that being said, she didn't condone putting their dicks in her without her consent even if it was loving and gentle. She panted and moaned a bit, her body glad for a bit of tenderness as his hips rolled on top of her.
 
The young man in her now continued to gently slide in and out of Val's abused pussy, lips sucking and licking her nipple and fingers weaving through her hair to hold himself against her passionately.

One of the three waiting men walked away, an idea forming in his head.

The man inside her stopped sucking and started to twist his hips harder and just a little faster. "Oh, yes. Yes, you feel... oh so good... soo good." He rose up to meet her eyes then stabbed her cunt four quick times before shooting a huge load into her. He croaked out in pleasure as his cock shot more and more cum in her. He gasped with each injection of jizz until he kissed her breast and pulled out gently.

"I needed that." He kissed her tit again and got off the table.

"My turn." As a thick necked man with a big gut and powerful arms picked Val up off the table and carried her to a running shower. Picking her up he wrapped her legs around her waist and lowered her down over his hard cock. With one hand on her ass he hooked a finger in her asshole and used the other to help clean off her face from the many loads of jizz on it.

He continued to fuck her, standing while washing her face. Finally he pressed her to the wall and kissed her cheek, then her newly cleaned face. He continued to thrust into her snatch, her back against the wall while water ran down both their bodies. "You're so fucking hot." He kissed her face again, then her neck as he continued to gently pound her pussy.
 
The way he kissed her breast almost made it seem like he was thanking her as he told her about how he had needed it. She certainly hadn't needed it, and couldn't identify with him at all, simply tiredly watching him leave her.

Val vaguely wondered where the new man was taking her before she heard the shower running. When he put her legs around his waist, she surprised herself by having the strength to lock her ankles behind him. It would seem that her body's desire to not fall to the floor was stronger than the exhaustion she felt at having been a cum-dump for hours.

She didn't even react as he pushed himself inside her, Val's pussy partly numb at this point. The previous man had turned her body on a bit more, but most of her energy was now being devoted to helping him hold her up. The thumb in her ass made her shift uncomfortably, but the warm water now rushing onto her skin made her sigh with pleasure. She almost enjoyed his hand gently washing the cum from her face, some of it in her hair getting cleaned out as well. A lot of her body had been coated with a layer of viscous jizz, but it now all dripped down the drain as the hot water soothed and cleaned her, his cock pumping her in the background.

When he moved her against the wall, she felt a bit more stable in his arms. Her eyes closed as he began to kiss her face, her cheek, her neck. She wondered if he had been turned off by all the evidence of how many times men had cum on and inside her that night. Even as he pumped his cock, cum dripped out of her pussy and ass, her stomach full of the stuff.

The warm water seemed to make her body more relaxed and pleasurable, Val now softly moaning against him as he thrusted into his after-party treat. His hips rubbed against her clit and she started to moan a bit louder, her hands holding his shoulders as he moved. She was ashamed at how her body was responding, but she was too tired to fight it right now.
 
"You feel so good." The man said, hips smacking against her pelvis as the warm water cascaded down over them. "So good." He started to thrust just a little bit harder and a little bit faster.

Pressing a kiss to Val's lips hard he moved the hand washing her hair to her breast and began to massage and pinch teasingly. He kissed again, tongue pressing past her lips then darting back when he tasted a man's cum. He hugged her close instead, still grinding his dick deep inside her. "So Gorgeous. So fucking hot." he kept going, a little faster and a little harder, "So fucking good."

He met her eyes, hand moving to her face to make sure she was looking at him. "I wish I could see you again. I wish I could have this perfect c-" He thrust hard, eyes still locked on her own as he came hard. "Perfect." He squeeked out as his hot load splashed into, and dripped back out, of Val's abused cunt.

"Fuu-" He hugged her, actually wrapping arms around her and holding her against him as he pressed her back to the wall, still filling her with burning jizz. "Ohgod. Fuck. Oh." He finally pulled back enough to kiss her lips, this time making it deep and passionate as he came in her one last time.

Pulling out and letting her stand, the man's eyes found Val's again and he smiled, kissed her again then stepped back out of the running water. "You're so fucking amazing."

Before the moment could even start to end, an older man with salt and pepper hair, stepped between Val and her last lover. Grabbing her arms he spun her to face the wall and pressed her tits against it hard. She hadn't even gotten a chance to see his cock but it was clear he was going to shove it up her ass.

As he did, if felt like the biggest cock to ever be up her rear started forcing its way through her tight whole. "Oh. So tight!" He had to pull back after only getting an inch in, then squirt more lube to try and force it back in another inch or so before taking it out just a little for more lube. "Yes! Oh, fuck! This has to be the biggest dick you've ever had! Am I right?" He started again, getting only two of his jumbo inches in before having to start again.

After four inches and still going, "How does it feel to have a super big dick in your ass?"
 
His words about how good she felt meant nothing to her as he pumped into her; obviously she felt good to all of these men or she wouldn’t be leaking jizz. She had no idea why he felt he needed to tell her about how pleasurable this was for him. It was like he was trying to compliment her, but what a dull compliment.

She was surprised when he kissed her, though, his lips softly pressing against her before pulling away. When he pressed his lips to her again and allowed his tongue inside, she wasn’t surprised by his tongue practically leaping back into his mouth. All she could taste was cum, so she assumed that’s what she tasted like as well. It affirmed her belief that he really didn’t like the idea of fucking a woman secondhand.

Val examined the tile in the bathroom as she tuned his words out, not caring to hear his utterances about how pretty the fuck-doll was or how good it felt to fuck her. She simply tried not to moan too loudly as her body was coerced toward another climax, feeling it building within her as he thrust against her.

She felt his hand move to her face and she glanced at him for a moment as he looked at her. Her eyes were caught by his as he moved her chin so that they were facing each other. He professed his feelings of longing for her, and she wasn’t moved. Her gaze didn’t soften at him; he wasn’t talking about Val, he was talking about her cunt.

As he came inside her, she came as well, whimpering and squeezing his shoulders as her legs shook within his grasp. Panting, she suddenly felt his lips upon her again, this time his tongue not shying away from the taste of a whore’s mouth. His tongue was gentle and passionate, stroking her own longingly as though he wished she would return his affection.

Her toes touched the ground tentatively as he lowered her down, once more telling her about how amazing he thought she was. Her eyes looked into his for a moment before she looked away sullenly, having no patience for frivolous words.

“Ah!” She winced as the other man roughly shoved her into the wall, her tits pressed painfully against it. Her eyes widened in horror as she felt how big his head was- it was definitely bigger than Val thought her ass could physically take. Her teeth were gritted as he tried one or two times to go deeper. When he started going even further, she couldn’t hold back her yelps and groans of pain. The shower upon her ran down her body as tears spilled from her eyes. “F-fuck off...” she choked out, her hands visibly shaking as she rested them against the tile wall.
 
The man laughed a bit, "Oh yeah! I'm hurtin' you. My big dick hurts, don't it!" He painfully forced the next two inches in and paused to pull out, lube up and shove back in.

"I love a nice ass." He had finally worked all eleven inches balls deep, ripping through Val as he pumped his hips. Only pulling out an inch or two before slamming back home.

"Love fucking an ass." He grabbed Val's wrists and held them, firm, to the wall above her head to make sure she had no leverage to get away. "I'll rape any ass I - WANT!" he forced himself deep on that last word, making sure Val knew who here rear raider was.

"Say it. Say you want me to stop! Beg me to stop!" He found a rhythm that burned her butt, showing no signs of slowing down, "They all beg. Sooner or later, they all beg me to cum." He pulled his chest away, forcing her wrist against the wall and started slamming his dick up her ass as if he only wanted to punish Val for having a hole he could fuck.
 
Val choked back her sobs as he asked whether it hurt. It was a rhetorical question of course- he knew by the way she shook and the noises of pain she made that her body was severely hurting. It was the most excruciating pain she had ever felt in her ass, and probably one of the most painful events of her life in general.

When he was fully inside her with all eleven inches of his hateful cock, she couldn’t contain her screams anymore. Val wailed and screamed as he pumped his hips, mercilessly subjecting her to his punishing rod. She tried to struggle when he grabbed her wrists, but her energy had been depleted throughout the evening and she was consumed with simply trying to hold on through the pain of this event.

He asked her to beg, to beg him to stop. Val considered her options as she withstood the onslaught. She really wanted to fight him, to stamp on his foot or call him something nasty, but what would that accomplish? Likely it would simply end in him doing something even more awful to her as further punishment. But would she beg? Was she really at a point in which she would beg this repulsive man to cum?

“Your cock fucking hurts, we both fucking know that... but you can go choke on a dick.” She breathed raggedly, her vision starting to blur a bit. Unconsciousness would be a sweet release if her body allowed her to slip into its comforting embrace.
 
The man laughed, thrusting harder. Val must have passed out from the pain and abuse as she suddenly felt him cuming in her ass. The spray wasn't hard or deep, but couldn't be ignored.

Next to them, in the shower were two other naked women. One was taking a shower trying to ignore what was happening to Val, her eyes closed as she rubbed a cloth and body wash over her tanned body. Just past her, on her side in the fetal position was the blonde girl who was just letting the water bathe over her.

Just as her latest sexual beast was finished the pain in rear seemed to almost numb her legs. And still, another approached but he was stopped by Mr. Thronhill. "I'm sorry, but she's finished for the night. We do have to be going." He looked to Val and nodded, "Finish your shower." Then turned the young man away. He caught the fourth girl coming in to clean up and stopped her at the door.

Pressing the new comer against the wall he pulled up a leg and shoved into her, intent on getting off inside someone. Determined not to be left out of the bonus he continued to rape the woman who was just coming in to get cleaned up. He didn't last long and didn't make much ado about shooting his load in this last woman, but once he did he gathered his clothes and left.
 
As she regained consciousness she was grateful that she had been granted a reprieve from the insanely painful torment of the man’s ungodly cock, feeling him finally shoot his load and signal that he was finished with her. Blearily, she looked around and noticed the other two women there to cleanse at least their bodies of what had happened there tonight. Seeing the blonde curled up like that, she didn’t blame her, nor did she blame the tan woman trying to block out the brutal passion of the man who had been pumping into her now gaping ass.

Her gaze had caught on the man now approaching her and she sighed, knowing that nothing he did would even compare to the man before him. However, she was surprised to see Mr. Thornhill stop him so that she could finally be done for the night. Her gaze turned bitter when he intercepted the ginger, who she was sure had already received most of his cum that evening. She thought to herself how much of a bastard he was and wished he’d slip in the shower and break his head open.

Turning her attention to the shower, she had to think for a moment about how to walk without falling over, seeing as how her legs were numb and shaking. Val ended up managing by leaning against the wall as she did so. Most of her body was already clean, but she spot-cleaned and tried to clean the cum out of her pussy and ass; she made sure not to look as she did so, not wanting to see what damage might have been done to her.

When she was done, she limped out of the shower and waited for him to be done, one of the servants finding and returning her dress. She looked at for a moment sullenly, the cheap wrapping for a present to be enjoyed by all.
 
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The dress could hardly be called that anymore. Having been made to show off her curves and flesh it was ripped and torn in a way that made it little more than just a long, slender, strip of red cloth. Putting his cock away, Mr. Thornhill approached and took the dress. He draped it across her then wrapped a makeshift skirt.

"I know. Everyone here has either seen you naked or fucked you senseless. Still, too much of a good thing - and all that." He kissed her clean face, then smiled and put a peck on her lips. Having swallowed pints of cum he had no interest in sticking his tongue in that mouth. "Let's go."

He said nothing, eyes on his phone the whole time on the drive back. When they returned to the mansion he got out and left without saying a word. Nox was there to get Val out of the car, "Come with me. I have your new room ready."

As if to answer an unasked question she continued, "You're getting your own suite. If you need anything you simply ask. Your main purpose right now is to have the Master's baby and looking good."

The new room Val was taken two was like a penthouse in itself. A large TV tied into the pre-allowed videos, some allowed books and romance novels, a built in bath and lots of skin lotion to reduce or avoid stretch marks.

In the room was also a young girl, short and mousy. Nox said, "This is Jane. She will be staying her with you to make sure nothing happens to you. If you need anything she can get it for you, do it for you and if Mr. Thornhill is displeased with you she will suffer the punishment so as not to put undue strain on you or your baby." Nox smiled as if knowing that Val had too much honor and respect to let someone else be her whipping post by proxy.

"There are fresh clothes in the closet and if you need anything, just ask Jane."

Nox left, closing the door behind her.

Jane, if that was her name, looked up at Val through a curtain of frizzy dark hair. She had a mushroom nose, brown eyes and was either pouting or had a mouth that was just shaped that way.
 
Val tiredly allowed him to “dress” her, grateful to at least be partially clothed once again. She didn’t acknowledge his words, and pursed her lips when he kissed her face and then her lips. His tongue in her mouth was the last thing she wanted, but she couldn’t help but think of the other man who had actually kissed her deeply. At least he had been gentle and had pushed past his own disgust in a misguided attempt at making her feel good.

Following him to the car, she didn’t look back at that place, feeling weak and slightly nauseous from everything that happened. Or perhaps she was nauseous because she was pregnant-she wasn’t sure. It was a relief that he was quietly on his phone as she didn’t want to speak with him either.

She was almost glad to be back and see Nox. Almost. Val limped with her to her new accommodations, curious as to why she was being shifted, but keeping silent as Nox continued to speak. Eventually, the explanation came out as the woman chattered in a business-like way.

Her eyes explored her new room, looking around at the lavishness of it all. It was a room that at some point in the past she might have squealed with delight at having been given. Her eyes settled on Jane, listening to the part about this woman basically being her attendant from now on, at least until she gave birth. Nox’s Knowing smile was not lost on her, and she looked away; the woman was correct in assuming that she wouldn’t misbehave if it meant that Jane would bear the punishments. She wondered if she had been the one to suggest it, having seen how compliant Val was when the other maid had been threatened.

“Alright, Mrs. Nox.” Was all Val said to her as she headed for the door and left. She regarded Jane for a moment as they looked at each other. It was possible that Jane was the attendant for the dramatic woman that was probably riding Tony’s cock this very second. One highlight of this new situation was that she would have an excuse to hide away from the residents of the household like the naive boy or his sadistic parents.

“Hello... I’m Val, but you probably already know that. I’d love to sit and get to know you a bit, but I’m feeling a bit nauseous. Knowing what’s in my stomach right now, once I start, I probably won’t stop until there’s nothing left.” She paused and hugged her arms to herself as a self-comforting gesture. “I’ll be in the bathroom for a while, so...” Val didn’t really know where to go from there, so she simply nodded to punctuate that she was going to hug the toilet for some time while Jane did whatever it was that Jane preferred.
 
Jane perked up, as if eager to have something to do. "I can hold your hair. Or I can get you something to ease your stomach? I'm here to serve you with anything you may need or desire."

She followed Val, just a few steps behind and would take any orders given.

When Val was finished purging, Jane had prepared an herbal tea to sooth her throat and remove any lingering taste. She set it with a spoon, sugar and honey on a table for Val to sit and said nothing else, just waiting.
 
Jane’s help while she was feeling sick helped her more than she expected. Having someone to hold her hair out of her face and rub her back was very comforting and something she hadn’t had in a long time. When the girl had left to make tea, Val had sat there, making sure that she was done before getting up and heading into the room.

She saw the tea and sat next to the table, blowing on the hot liquid before taking a sip and sighing. It felt good on her throat and had a calming effect from the events of earlier that evening. Val noticed that the girl just stood there and looked up. “You should make yourself some tea or coffee or something too. I’d like to chat for a bit before going to bed, and I feel like it would be awkward if I was the only one drinking something.”

Once Jane was back with her drink of choice, Val put some honey in her tea and stirred. The silence was a bit much for her so she started talking. “So Jane. How long have you been at the Thornhill estate? Have you been helping the women all the time? Tell me your story.”
 
Jane drank from her own tea and said, "I've been here since I was young. My mother works in the kitchen. In two years she says I will start breeding with the guards because Mr. Thornhill's my father. I'm not looking forward to it because I always imagined my first time to be special but that's not the world we live in anymore."

Janice wasn't beautiful but she wasn't ugly either. Regardless of this fact, her value had been distilled down to the fact that a man could knock her up. In a time when she should be looking forward to being an adult, or enjoying still being a teen she was simply counting the days until her own gang rape and impregnation.

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It was half way through her first trimester and Val was visibly starting to show signs that she was going to have a child. Thankfully the wide range of clothes were in the armoire so she could alter her style of dress as needed. Jane taken to giving Val foot massages and back rubs on the regular.

While she'd been left alone, Nox would come and check on her to take her vitals and make sure Val takes her vitamins. Since Val hadn't been given a reason to act out she and Jane were left alone.
 
Val listened, sympathy blooming in her heart for Jane. She knew all too well what it was like to have her first time taken from her so impersonally, and how horrific the gang rape could be. If only Jane didn’t have to come to terms with that when she wasn’t even of age yet.

The part about being Mr. Thornhill’s daughter surprised her, though. Since the girl was in her teens, that would have to mean that Mr. Thornhill had an affair with the woman in the kitchens even before the virus. Perhaps that was why she was the one receiving punishment from Nox if one of the pregnant women misbehaved; Mrs. Thornhill probably just didn’t like her.

“I’m sorry, Jane.” Was all she could say in response, but the words were heavy with meaning.

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Val sighed, shutting down the computer in the room. Still no sign of Bobbi. Her hand went to her belly and she rubbed it gently, almost anxiously. On one hand she cared about the child (or children) in her womb, but at the same time she didn’t want to birth them into the world as it was. All it had to offer them was hardship and grief. In any case, she was disappointed that the woman hadn’t been able to contact her. She wondered if she was being silly, thinking that she wouldn’t have moved on by now. At the back of her mind, a ghost of a thought suggested that maybe it was time for Val to move on too.

“Jane? Do you want to go on a walk with me in the garden? I feel like some fresh air might do me some good.” Val was wearing a purple dress with gold trim, feet in comfortable black shoes with almost no heels. She had come to regard Jane as a friend, still feeling a bit awkward whenever the girl gave her massages. It was her intent not to treat Jane like her servant, so whenever the girl jumped to do something for her, she felt a bit uncomfortable about their arrangement. For that reason, she tried to express gratitude as much as possible to the young lady.

Being cooped up was harder than she thought, and she really wanted to stretch her legs more. Nox had said that she could take walks as long as she didn’t push herself (the woman had smiled that smug smile and nodded her head at Val’s ankle bracelet).
 
Jane nodded, "Yes. Let's do that."

The Garden, as it was called, was almost a short hedge maze. It was a grid pattern with all the hedges cut to about waist height making navigation easy and predictable, but the feel of wandering and getting lost was still there.

Along the way were spots were flowers were planted, with benches to sit upon. At the center a stone fountain depicting two Greek figures, a man and a woman, in a chariot pulled by four horses on fire. They looked powerful and in control of their chariot.

In the fountain itself was filled with lily pads and koi fish swimming about and surfacing with mouths open expecting food. Jane explained, "It's sad when I see them. They look hungry, but really they are just greedy. They think seeing people means they are getting food."

"In Japan the Koi fish is a symbol of wealth and prosperity, because they eat so much it becomes expensive to feed them." She pointed to one that was white with bright orange on it's face and side. "I call that one Harry, because of the books. He's like twenty years old or something like that. Some of the others have died and been replaced, but my Harry's still here."

Jane pointed to a stone structure, "That's the tomb of the past Thornhills. I never go there." Then in what felt like a random direction she said, "And over there is the Rose garden." She shrugged and watched Val, wondering what she would be told to do next.
 
The fountain reminded her of something she couldn't quite put her finger on. She wondered if it were something in reference to stories about Greek gods. Yes... she couldn't quite remember the details, but she thought the man in the chariot had kidnapped the woman to take to his palace in the sky. Her face turned to an annoyed frown as she looked at it, thinking of how Mr. Thornhill probably considered himself someone who simply did the best he could to "save" women from other worse fates.

Val's eyes trailed the koi fish as Jane spoke, glancing at her when she mentioned that they were just greedy. She looked back and spotted Harry, the koi that she had named; he looked very beautiful but his hunger was indistinguishable from the rest of the open-mouthed fish. She couldn't help but think of a group of men, clamoring to get off with a woman. Not really needing it, but greedy and wanting nonetheless.

"Hm. That's pretty fitting. Greed has always been associated with the wealthy. It seems like the fish truly embody that." Val realized her tone was incredibly bitter, and she shook her head, "Sorry. I think Harry is a lovely thing to name a Koi."

"The tomb of the past Thornhills..." Her eyes examined the stone structure, looking at the seemingly ancient stone. She surprised herself by thinking that the tomb was short a guest, or perhaps two or three. Before any of her recent life events had happened, she hadn't thought that she would bear enough ill-will to wish someone dead. A lot had happened since then to change her mind. Knowing what she knew now, would she have killed Murphy in the beginning? If the answer was yes, did that make her any better than the Thornhills? And if given the opportunity, would she have the heart to kill Mr. Thornhill?

She sighed, such philosophical thoughts were not what she had come out to the garden to contemplate. "Let's go to the rose garden if that's okay with you. I feel like going to the tomb will just be depressing today. Val took one last look at Harry the Koi before turning toward the direction Jane had pointed in.
 
Jane looked over the fish as Val spoke of them. Her expression deflated, "I never thought of them that way. I just thought it was a shame that they are so used to only seeing a person when it's feeding time that they think a person means it's time to eat." She shifted and tucked a stray lock of hair over her ear, "I always thought I should come out here more so they don't just equate a person to a meal. Like, maybe someone wants to spend time watching them because they want to." She shrugged.

Jane perked up at the Rose Garden idea and bowed, "This way." She lead Val to an archway that had vines growing up the lattice work. At the base were roses of all times. Down the middle was a long planter with an intentional gradiant of colors like a rainbow, starting with Red Roses, moving to Yellow and ending with the Silver like Sterling Roses.

"When it rains, most of the water falls on the plants, so you can stand here without an umbrella and stay mostly dry." She put her hands out and did a twirl under imaginary rain drops, or to relive the memory of them. Realizing Val was watching she turned shy, "Sorry. I clearly don't get out much. Even before the virus I really didn't leave this place or have any friends." Taking a seat on one of the stone planters Jane worked up the courage to finally ask, "So? What about you? I mean, I know how you got here and why. But... what was it like being a kid out there?"
 
Val followed her into the garden, looking at wide array of colors that the Thornhills had decided to sport. It was likely also a display of wealth to have so many exotic shades of roses, but for some reason it seemed so peaceful in the garden. It was all so beautiful and smelled so sweet; she could imagine why Jane would choose to spend a lot of her time here.

Her lips curled up into a soft smile as she watched the young woman spin in the imaginary rain. The way she moved made it so that Val could almost imagine little drops of water falling around her. When Jane turned away shyly, Val almost chuckled, instead simply shaking her head. "No need to be sorry. I think you're quite charming, Jane, and I enjoy being around you. I think you turned out alright friends or not."

Val looked around, turning and sitting down on a cute little bench in the garden opposite from where Jane had planted herself. The question wasn't necessarily surprising considering the flow of the conversation, but she still had to think about it for a minute.

"Well, I went to a public school. I was very much into soccer for a while, so my friends were mostly other girls on the school's soccer team. I was fairly decent at academics, so I didn't really have to study too hard to pass my classes. That left me with a fair amount of free time to spend time with friends and family." Val smiled warmly at the memories this was bringing up.

"I would go to the mall and see a movie with them. Shawna liked to whisper funny things during the movie that would almost make us laugh at the most inappropriate times. After that was over, we would sleep over at one of our houses. They liked sleeping over at my house a lot because my brother was a good-looking guy. I think they all had a crush on him at least once. Tanya actually dated him for a while before she had to move away; the long-distance thing just didn't work." She was quiet for a minute. "I miss him." Val realized that Jane would probably have questions, so to avoid awkwardness she added, "he was my twin brother and he died before my dad after we fled from the city."

She sighed, "sorry. I didn't mean to make this all depressing. Hey, you're sixteen, right? Were you interested in video games or music before everything went to shit?"
 
"Yes. Actually, I have an older game console. My mom couldn't afford a new one but she got one pre-owned. And I have an old iPhone that was just for music and not making calls. It's preloaded with lots of stuff I got when I was young."

Jane looked around and leaned in to whisper, "I have Frozen and Frozen II. They aren't in the mansion library, so I really feel like I'm the only one who gets to watch them. But I'd share them with you, if you want. You're much nicer that my last lady."

She saw something then took Harmony by the hand to lead her to the edge of the rose garden. "Master Tony is coming here with Sakura. We should probably leave here."
 
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