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Chapter 2 - Of Bito Dickus' Lord
It does not take much to lord over the Bitos. But to have a Bito as a servant is a privilege that few people enjoy. This is because Bitos are a desired commodity. Any Bito found in the wild will soon find himself imprisoned. And if a Bito dares resist, nothing good awaits him. Some men enjoy Bitos who resist because it lets them abuse the Bito. If it becomes too much work to entrap a Bito, then one must enjoy the process. The Lords who rule over Bitos are of many races. The most prevalent race among the Lords is the Laker, although they prefer the name Liker. These men are predatory and have eyes like wolves. And like wolves, they devour their prey. Lakers also have a violent and short-tempered disposition. They are quick to violence and do not hesitate to violate others. They worship their Goddess: Lia. And like their Goddess, Lakers are fearsome beings. No other race dares to cross them. If they do, they will find themselves the victims of rape. And thus Bitos are for the most part destined to suffer under the Lakers' lordship.
Bito Dickus' Lord happens to be a Laker. His name is Laker De Lia. Like all Lakers, he is a violent and deviant man. He enjoys toying with Bitos, often in violent ways. But for Laker De Lia, Bito Dickus is different. He had found him a destitute Bito begging for food in the Red Light District. At first, Laker De Lia thought that he had found a destitute girl. He did not pick her up because he had good intentions. He would use the girl as one of his many toys. But when he discovered that the girl he picked up was in fact a Bito, he felt overjoyed. It was a rare find. Bitos are good-looking, but this Bito was different. The day Laker De Lia found Bito Dickus, he performed a ritual to honor his Goddess. He butchered many of his Bitos and made them into a stew. He let Bito Dickus use his bathroom to clean himself and provided him fresh clothes. And when Bito Dickus finished cleaning himself, Laker De Lia invited him to the kitchen. Laker De Lia placed a bowl of stew on the counter and motioned Bito Dickus over to eat the stew.
Bito Dickus, having spent many days without a meal, ate the stew without a second thought. As he filled his stomach, he could not help but feel uneasy. But he was eager to keep on living and finished the bowl. It was then that he remembered the proper table manners that Rie taught him and he felt embarrassed. He made a mess of himself and of the counter. All the while, Laker De Lia observed him like a wolf observes a sheep. Bito Dickus, having satisfied his hunger, bowed to his benefactor.
"Thank you for feeding and clothing me, mister."
Laker De Lia smiled.
He put his hands on Bito Dickus' chin and raised it, and with his other hand he cleaned Bito Dickus' mouth.
Bito Dickus' eyes met with De Lia's.
He saw a warmth in De Lia's eyes that he has not seen in ages. He felt tears welling up in his eyes. For a moment, he could see Rie in De Lia's eyes.
"He must not be a bad person." he thought.
"You must not have had a meal in ages. I can tell." De Lia said, still smiling.
Dickus nodded.
"Now, I am sure you would like some sleep. Now come. I will show you your quarters."
De Lia turned and left the kitchen, beckoning Dickus to follow him.
Dickus followed De Lia like a lost child.
De Lia opened the door to a massive bedroom. At the center of the room was a massive bed. Bito Dickus was not of noble origin, but he has seen Rie's quarters himself. The bed was of comparable quality to Rie's bed.
De Lia grabbed Bito Dickus' shoulders and pushed him into the bed.
Bito Dickus fell on the bed and Laker De Lia pounced on him, pinning him down.
"M-Mister! Please stop this! This is violence!" Bito Dickus cried.
Bito Dickus made a big mistake. This kind of reaction was exactly what Laker De Lia wanted.
Laker De Lia ripped Bito Dickus' clothes. Money was not an issue for Laker De Lia.
"P-Please stop!" Bito Dickus pleaded.
But his pleas fell on deaf ears. He only incited Laker De Lia further. De Lia sunk his teeth into Bito Dickus' neck. He was gentle yet forceful. He followed with a kiss, licking his way towards Bito Dickus' lips.
Bito Dickus could not move. Fear froze him in place, as Laker De Lia had his way with him.
Laker De Lia turned Bito Dickus around on his stomach and pressed his virile member against his butt.
"We are only getting started, my lovely Bito." Laker De Lia whispered into Bito Dickus' ear.
Such was the first night that Bito Dickus spent with Laker De Lia. Woe is Bito Dickus.
