# Escalina - Part One

Author: Escalina
Tags: Abuse, Fox, No-Yiff, Series

Note: These characters are property of their owners. Please do not redistribute, edit, or claim as your own. Escalina, Marie, Pirigrim Took, Kitsune © Katherine Martin  
  
Escalina  
---Part One---  
  
Smack! "You will not disobey me no matter how important  
you think you are, slave!" The kitsune male stood over his slave  
now that his paw had caused her to hit the ground.  
  
"Please, don't do this, not now. I beg it of you, master  
Took," whimpered the heavily pregnant slave on the ground, lightly  
caressing her cheek. "I apologize for not finishing my chores. My  
body won't let me anymore."  
  
Yet again did his paw come down and strike her face, a  
hard kick accompanying his paw this time, connecting with her belly.  
A rather loud yelp escaped her maw as foot and stomach met, causing  
tears to spring to her eyes. "Did I ask for an excuse, filth?" Yet  
again his paw came up.  
  
Marie cowered as Pirigrim's paw came up into the air. She  
quickly murmured, "Please... I will have no excuse for lack of work  
soon--maybe even tonight. For the babe, I beg you to stop. I beg for  
your mercy."  
  

  His paw came down now and Pirigrim scoffed. His body turned  
to face the opposite direction and with his paw he shooed her from  
his presence. "Like I give a damn if it even survives? And just to  
prove it I'm taking away your next three meals; dinner, breakfast,  
and tomorrow's dinner. If you cannot finish your chores tomorrow  
you'll get the same punishment tacked on to whatever punishment you  
are still undergoing along with a beating. And the next day the  
amount of meals you are to be deprived of and the beatings you are  
to receive will be doubled. Do it again and I will kill you and that  
child personally."  
  
The fox was obviously close to crying by the strain in her  
voice. She slowly moved to stand. "Yes s-sir... But, sir, wh-what  
abou--" His paw struck her to the ground again. She yelped, whimpering  
afterward.  
  
"You haven't learned at all, have you, vomit? What do you  
get for back-talking?"  
  
"Th-the whip, s-sir."  
  
"And how many times?" came his voice.  
  
"As many as it takes to please you, s-sir."  
  
His head nodded in approval, "Go get undressed and bring me  
the whip. No... Wait. I've changed my mind." She tried to cover her  
maw in attempts to hide a sob. He continued after a pause. "Bring the  
chain whip."  
  

  Her sob now choked through and she turned, running for the  
door.  
  
"Did I dismiss you, slime?" He had heard her footsteps.  
  
She stopped at the doors, flattening her ears and cowering  
some. "No... I..."  
  
"Another thirty lashes. Instead of just a chain whipping I  
want you to now meet me in your chains, with the whip, in the nude.  
Don't leave me waiting or I will double what I already have in mind."  
  
She said nothing; just waited.  
  
"So maybe you CAN learn after all. You are dismissed."  
  
Marie left the room in a hurry, running past an almost  
identical female waiting outside the door. The female followed in  
pursuit, soon frowning in worry. Once the kitsune stopped she was  
within her chambers and closing the door behind her, letting her  
tears go all of a sudden.  
  
"Marie, I heard you cry out in pain, came, and waited for  
you. Let me help you, sister...," came a soft voice from the other  
side of the door. It was the female.  
  
Marie stepped forward to leave the door to be opened by her  
twin. She wasted no time in beginning to undress. She was already  
loosening the lace in the back of her gown. Her sister, Kitsune,  
stepped through silently and pulled back her fiery red locks of hair.  
Marie continued to undress, sliding off her gown and starting on the  
slip beneath.  
  

  "He did it again, didn't he?" Kitsune stepped around,  
catching sight of her sister's body as the slip came off and hit the  
floor. Kitsune gasped, "How in the Hell does he..!"  
  
There was bruising already on the rounded stomach, taking  
shape to Pirigrim's boot. Kitsune was turning as red as her long  
hair. Marie reached forward and put her paw over her sister's maw.  
It failed its shushing purpose.  
  
"How does he ever expect this child to survive when he beats  
you around like this?! Your child was due weeks ago already!"  
  
Marie reached back and unclasped her bra, sliding it off of  
her shoulders and letting it fell to the pile with the slip and gown.  
Then did the same with her panties. Now she headed for the table by  
her bed.  
  
"This child is going to come into this world banged up for as  
hard and often he strains, hits, and kicks you! I mean--" As Marie  
pulled the thin chain whip out of the drawer Kitsune stopped to the  
sound of the cold metal links. Apparently she too had seen its wrath.  
"You can't go. The baby won't make it. Let me go instead." And with a  
soft purple glow, by the time Marie turned around, she was facing an  
exact copy of herself; stomach and all. Kitsunes were shifters' they  
shifted their body at will.  
  

  "Please, I deserve it. I disobeyed. He must lash me and take  
away my meals so I will learn to be good. It's always been that way  
and you know it."  
  
"That child will not survive..."  
  
Marie turned, headed out the door. "Sometimes I wonder if I  
will... And if the child does he will be very stubborn, strong willed,  
and must have an unbreakable soul to survive what it's already being  
dealt."  
  
Kitsune said nothing.  
  
"Or..."  
  
"If the child will even live long if it survives?" questioned  
Kitsune. Marie spoke in her sleep and when a question was asked  
Marie's every thought was spilled on it until her own talking woke  
her. It was a bad habit and Kitsune had heard all of this before  
through that manner.  
  
"Yes," replied Marie, leaving the room. "I will return." And  
the doors shut behind her.  
  
Kitsune murmured as she shifted back to her own set of looks.  
"And to think she once loved him even after he raped her and gave her  
this burden.." Kitsune reached down for the slip and gown, cleaning  
up and waiting for Marie's return. "Then again... He paid for us..  
He owns us all. Our offspring are his toys and market.." Kitsune  
sighed.  
  

 
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Maybe half an hour later Marie's yelps and screams of pain  
could be heard echoing through the desolate hallways and went on for  
another hour or so. The many slaves kept within this mansion wept and  
felt pity for her for she was loved in almost all the other slave's  
hearts for her strong will and caring heart. besides, not even they  
got treatments such as these when they carried the master's children.  
  
Once the screams and cries died down the sound of the whip  
was left. Crack. Crack. Crack. Against Marie's flesh. And once that  
died down, Marie was left there.  
  

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Eventually, Kitsune begun to grow very worried of her sister's  
absence. Since their room was on the opposite side of the mansion, she  
hadn't heard her sister's screams. Finally, Kitsune went out to find  
her sister, traveling down the many halls and chambers.  
  
Marie slowly tried to stand in her chains, blind by the blood  
running out of her indigo hair. The blood that pooled beneath her  
made this difficult. Slowly, the door to the chambers opened and Marie  
flinched, pinning her large ears back. 'He's back,' she told herself.  
  

  Kitsune gasped loudly, rushing to the chains where a bleeding  
Marie was trying her hardest to stand on the slippery cobblestone  
flooring beneath her. "Marie!"  
  
"Kitsune...," murmured Marie, loosing what footing she had.  
  
Kitsune rushed forward, kneeled down, and begun unclasping  
Marie's wrists and laid her back against the wall. She then undid the  
shackles around Marie's ankles. Kitsune wasted no time picking up  
Marie and heading to their room. From the room Kitsune walked through  
another door and into the bathroom. Kitsune laid Marie down in the  
bathtub.  
  
"Thank you, Kitsune," murmured Marie.  
  
"Mhmm," came a reply. Kitsune reached over and turned on the  
water, making over Marie's legs and Marie winced. But Kitsune rolled  
something between her fingers, frowning. It felt like grains of sand.  
"What did he put on your wounds?" Did he really care?  
  
"Salt." Never mind.  
  
"Bastard..." Kitsune continued to wash until Marie was clean  
and the blood-stained water gone. Now it was clear that a chain whip  
had left gashes on Marie's body. All over; including her face, chest,  
back, arms and legs, and sensitive stomach. Kitsune was growing very  
angry as she lifted Marie out of the bathtub and laid her in bed.  
That's when Kitsune walked over to the room's heater and retrieved  
two towels she'd laid there to warm while Marie was gone. She  
returned with them and where a towel was brushed over Marie to dry  
her it absorbed the leftover droplets of water; drying her.  
  

  Now an antibiotic ointment was retrieved out of the  
nightstand's drawer and rubbed lightly onto the many gashes and wounds  
that had been placed upon Marie's body. Kitsune took extra care around  
the stomach and face. Then the ones that needed it were bandaged so  
Marie had time to let them soak up the ointment before she had to  
take them off in the morning to make herself 'presentable' in frount of  
the Master.  
  
"Thanks again, Kitsune." Marie was now covered with a blanket  
and aware that Kitsune had gone to the other side of the bed and  
crawled up close against Marie. As the twins lay there, Kitsune placed  
a paw upon Marie's belly. "Is it still...alive, Marie?"  
  
Marie nodded. "And I think we'll get to see him face-to-face  
tonight."  
  
Kitsune smiled, "I'd like that."  
  
"So would I.. I do hope I have a son so the master cannot give  
him a burden like I have been given. He's always harsher on women, for  
some reason.. It's never made sense to me."  
  
Kitsune sighed and nodded, nuzzling into her twin's side once  
more, slowly falling asleep as Marie did.  
  

   

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A sharp pain woke Marie with a start and her paw instinctively  
moved to her belly. Kitsune jumped with a start at Marie's cry.  
"Marie? What is it?"  
  
"It's the... baby," whimpered Marie. Now Kitsune ran her paw  
to her sister's belly and noticed the sheets below were wet. Kitsune's  
eyes widened. "Your water..!"  
  
Marie nodded as Kitsune jumped up and headed into the bathroom,  
returning with a few towels under her arm to see Marie tossing the  
blankets off of her and hanging her feet over the edge of the bed, her  
face cringing. "Like we planned?" whined Marie.  
  
Kitsune nodded back to her sister, smiling comfortingly.  
"Yeah.. Like we planned." And Kitsune kneeled down between her sister's  
knees, patting one in attempts to comfort Marie.  
  
It was indeed time and the two seemed to be able to work  
through the birth of Marie's first child.  
  
After a few hours of labor and hard work a baby's cry filled  
the room. Marie had gone to the bathroom and brought back a bowl of  
warm water to wash the black coated babe as it cried and Marie, with  
Kitsune's help, had retired to the bathroom to wash herself while  
Kitsune changed the bedding.  
  

  A very tired Marie had emerged from the bathroom and looked at  
Kitsune with a soft smile. Once she sat down, she reached for a small  
fur blanket she had kept again in he nightstand, laid it out on her  
lap, and smiled to Kitsune again. "Let me see my son, Kitsune..?"  
  
Kitsune shook her head and this is where Marie frowned. "Why..  
can't I?"  
  
As Kitsune handed the baby to her sister she smirked lightly,  
"Because you don't have a son. You have a daughter."  
  
The little girl was laid in her mother's lap and she whined  
once more before beginning to cry. Marie had made it clear she refused  
to accept a little girl because of their lifestyle. Now she was handed  
one. She frowned.  
  
"Sister, it's still your baby, either way." Kitsune knew what  
the problem was. "You must care and love her.."  
  
Marie nodded and smiled, wrapping the babe within the folds of  
the warm, brown pelt. The babe was then cradled close to Marie's chest  
as she begun to feed the small babe to get the girl to stop crying.  
"She.. needs a name. We know what the master would call her and I  
refuse to acknowledge her in such a manner."  
  

  Kitsune nodded. The master's favorite pet name for any of his  
slave's was always along the lines of 'vomit.' It just happened to be  
his favorite and all the slaves were called that more then once. "How  
about... Ebon?"  
  
"Ebon?"  
  
"Yes, it's short for the color of her coat. And it sounds kind  
of cute." Kitsune lightly sat down and nudged Marie. "I know you  
wanted your 'son' to be named Evan. But that doesn't really suit a  
little girl. It just sounds alike as well."  
  
Marie shook her head. "I like your way of thinking, but.. I've  
always enjoyed the name Escalina."  
  
Kitsune stopped and frowned, "You're kidding... Right? You're  
going to name her after tha--"  
  
Marie cut her off with, "I'm not kidding. Escalina will be her  
name. And she is a full-bred kitsune so she should only gain more  
respect that way." Marie felt she had to give her daughter something to  
be proud about or the little fox would never truly feel pride with a  
lifestyle like this.  
  
Kitsune just nodded, but her face gave the obvious impression  
of disgust and had had that look since the name was given to the girl.  
"Alright.." Kitsune slid down in the blankets, rolling over from her  
sister, and closing her eyes.  
  

  Marie simply frowned and waited for little Escalina to finish  
before laying the girl between her mother and aunt. She then lay down  
herself and pulled the girl close to her chest. "Sorry, Kitsune..,"  
whispered Marie, closing her eyes and reaching slumber soon after.

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