Baelfire was dressed for bed. He wore a simple brown nightgown that Lady Dimitrescu was kind enough to give him. He thanked her by bowing and telling her how unworthy he was. She simply smiled and walked away. Right now he was doing one last check of the castle before he blew the candles out. Is sleep schedule keeps changing but for now the Mistresses choose to sleep at night. After making a final sweep of the castle, Baelfire went into a room with a picture frame on a shrine, showing a beautiful woman wearing a mask.

He quietly shut the door behind him and walked up to the picture. He set his small candle down on the floor and got on his knees for prayer.

"Mother Miranda, I make this prayer to you." He said, closing his eyes and bowing his head. Mother Miranda was a god to Baelfire and his village. It is said that she is the one who prevents Lady Dimitrescu and the other lords from taking them all away. Baelfire has made many prayers to Mother Miranda, either thanking her or begging her. Right now, he was begging. "Mother Miranda, I know I have cursed myself by coming here. But I beg of you to give me strength to not lose my mind." He begged as his voice cracked. He always felt that Mother Miranda could hear his prayers, but if she answered them or not, he would know when it came down to it.

"Thank you for your time, Mother Miranda." He thanked the picture. He stood up, picked up his candle and left the room, closing the door behind him.

"Well, what do I have here?" Baelfire turned around and lifted the candle up to see in the dark hallway. Daniela appeared from the darkness, her evil smile present. Baelfire bowed.

"Mistress Daniela! I'm sorry if I woke you up." He apologized, not making eye contact. Daniela hummed as she walked past him and stopped.

"You didn't wake me up, mutt. I've been awake for sometime now." She circled him. "Stand." Baelfire hurried to his feet and stood straight up. She stopped infront of him and smiled as she looked down at him. "Your an obedient mutt, aren't you?" She chuckled to herself. "You know I'm impressed with you. Do you know why mutt?" She asked, leaning in and scratching underneath his chin.

"No Mistress." He gulped, scared for his life.

"You impress me on a lot of things mutt. You're sanity is lasting longer than expected." She complimented. "Most would lose their minds and either kill themselves or try and runaway." She told him, as she backed away. "But what impresses me the most is why my Mother babies you."

"B-babies me, Mistress?" He choked on the question. Yes she was nice to him, the only one here who is nice at all.

"Don't play dumb with me." She ordered, making Baelfire silent again.

"She's nice to you. Let's you work at your own pace and won't punish you for being slow. She even protected you from me trying to relief myself on you."

She then turned around and grabbed him by the collar of his nightgown.

"And the next thing I know, she tells us not to drink your blood!" She yelled.

"I'm sorry Mistress!" He apologized, closing his eyes. He was lifted off the ground and was taken to Daniela's room. It had a bed with black blankets and the only light was the moon that shined through the window.

"But maybe that's a bad thing." She ignored him. She set him down and walked behind him. "Maybe she likes you. Your just her type. your young, small, skinny," she grabbed his shoulders and leaned in near his head. "Submissive." She said, licking his ear. Shivers ran down his spine. "So tell me mutt, Do you love my mother?".

"What?!" He gulped. He yelped when he felt something prick his shoulder. "What was...."

"Answer the question, mutt." She leaned in further. "Do you love my mother?"

"I.... I.." Baelfire couldn't find words. For him, the world was spinning and he felt sleepy. "I...do." He admitted. "I love..her....since..she's so nice...to me."

"Really? What do you like about her?" She giggled, hugging his back against her. "Her long, smooth legs?" Baelfire felt hot. "Her wide hips?" Her hand slithered down his chest and sneaking into the shorts he wore underneath.

"Aahh~" he moaned from the touch. She started to move her hand causing him to nearly fall to the ground, but was caught by Daniela, who continued molesting him. "Yes...I..love everything...about her...she makes me feel.....hot." He confessed. Daniela laughed as she stuck her right index finger in his mouth. He began sucking on it without the least bit of shame.

"Ahh, really? Well then," Daniela continued her molesting, jerking him faster. "Would you let her do bad things to you~?" She asked looking at him.

"Yes~" he whimpered. He turned his head to make eye contact.

"Well then. let's have," Baelfire saw Daniela's face transform into Lady Dimitrescu's. "Have some fun~"

"What happened last night?" Baelfire asked, rubbing his head. He looked around and saw he was in his room.

"I have to wake the Mistresses-!" He fell when he tried to get off the bed. "I-i can't walk?!" He told himself. "I gotta get ready somehow."

Baelfire was wearing a nice butler outfit. It had holes in it but it was the newest clothes lady Dimitrescu gave him. He was currently using crutches to get too the dining area.

"I'm sorry Lady Dimitrescu, I didn't.." He walked in and saw Mora, Lilith, and Daniela huddled together and giggling to one another. "Mistresses?" He asked making them turn to him. They all burst out laughing at him.

"He can't walk!" Yelled Mora, who pointed at him and laughed non stop.

Baelfire raised a eyebrow and looked at the others.

"A sick joke to play! Well done! Maybe I'll use his tool next!" Lilith laughed.

"Mistresses? Is everything alright?" He asked them. Daniela stopped laughing and walked up to him, swaying her hips. Baelfire stayed still as she stood in front of him and traced circles on his chest with her finger.

"Calling me Mistress? Are we going back to old formalities?" She said, making the other two giggle. "I wouldn't blame you Lilith. He did well, for a mutt." Lilith giggled. She disappeared in black smoke and reappeared on Baelfire's left side.

"Really Daniela? Oh thank you!" Lilith thanked Daniela as she rubbed Baelfire's cheek. "I hope you love bondage Mutt, because it's my favorite~." Lilith told him.

"Bondage?" He asked, not sure what it meant. "What do you mean, Mistresses?" He asked, making them fall silent.

"Oh, you don't remember?" Daniela asked. "Then come here and watch." She and her sisters smiled wickedly.

She lead Him to a chair and sat him down. Infront of him sat something that looked like a camera. Baelfire didn't have any idea what the object was.

"What is this?" He asked his mistresses.

"A video camera." Daniela answered.

"It can show you such wonderful things!" She told him. "Now, watch."

The screen showed Daniela's room and someone sitting on the bed.

There sat Daniela, wearing Lady Dimitrescu's clothes and hat, at least a smaller version of it. Kneeling down in front of her, was Baelfire, kissing her feet through the stocking.

"Is that Me?!" Baelfire asked, shaking in his seat.

The Baelfire in the video continued kissing her feet. Daniela rubbed that Baelfire's head and laughed.

"Good boy, mutt." Daniela said. "Now get on the bed." She ordered. Baelfire nodded and got on the bed and laid on it with his back. " So obedient. Can you tell me why, Baelfire?" She asked, looking at the camera with a sinister grin.

"Because I love you, Mistress Dimitrescu." Baelfire answered. Daniela laughed and started to undress him. Soon he was naked as the day he was born. Daniela smiled insanely as she moved her skirt away, revealing a black lacey panties covering her sex.

"I don't want to watch this!" Baelfire said, regaining his ability to stand. He stood up and was pushed back down into his chair. He looked up to see the sisters looking down at him with the same smile they share. "Mistresses please! I beg of you!" He pleaded.

"Oh you did a lot of begging. Now," Daniela grabbed the back of his head and faced him towards the camera.

"Watch~" She seductively whispered, licking his ear.

Daniela was riding him viciously. His manhood was in her ass. He moaned at the speed and pleasure he was receiving from 'Lady Dimitrescu'. The bed creaked every time she came down, sounding as if it would break. Her smile never left as she looked down at him, unfazed by the sexual pleasure.

"M-m-more~" He whispered. Daniela stopped her assault and leaned her head down.

"More what, Baelfire~" She asked. Baelfire could see his reflection in her eyes. "What would you ask of Lady Dimitrescu?" Baelfire was gasping for air, his cheeks flushed red and his eye's were dilated.

"More of the," he paused, thinking of what it was called. "Bad touch." Daniela smiled and sat back up, making him moan in the process.

"Very well, my bitch." She said, before slamming down on him as she continued her assault. Daniela paused the video and looked back at Baelfire and gauged his reaction.

Baelfire couldn't believe what he just saw. There he was, committing a act of love with his Mistress. He was doing the only thing he could do with a woman he wanted to marry. He felt ashamed. He started to tear up, but did not cry for fear of what they would do if they saw him.

"May I be excused, Mistresses?" He asked, shaking and holding his breath. Daniela looked at her sisters in amusement. She looked down and smiled at him.

"Yes. You may be excused." She said calmly. Baelfire nodded and stood up. He was shaking as he picked up the crutches and walked out of the room, closing the door behind him.

Baelfire walked and walked and walked down the halls. He started to give in, letting his tears out and he did everything in his power to not cry out loud.

'Don't let them see you cry. Hold your chin high and don't show fear.' His father's words echoed in his head. Baelfire couldn't stop the tears, but he wouldn't cry. He shook his head and held his chin high as he walked through the castle.

"I'm sorry for being late, Mistress Dimitrescu." Baelfire spoke, carrying her breakfast into her room. She was wearing a big white nightgown and robe over it. She was currently reading a book as she laid in her bed.

"It's nothing Baelfire." She said, getting a thin piece of red cloth and putting it in the book, using it as a bookmark. She set her book on her nightstand. "It's my fault for changing the schedule every month. And this is your first time being late, so I'll let it slide." Baelfire set the tray of food on her lap and stood back, waiting for her to finish.

"You also have mail, Mistress." He said, pulling out a envelope from his shirt pocket. It was a fancy, classic envelop with a red signature on it. On the signature was a crow wing. She grabbed it and opened up the envelop.

She unfolded the envelop and read it over. She then put it down and huffed.

"Baelfire, I won't be available at all today." She said, rubbing her forehead.

"I have been summoned for a meeting with the other Lords." Baelfire hid the fear that entered his mind. "We'll be underneath the castle for most of the day." She bit into a egg and swallowed. "Till I get back, behave yourself." She told him.

"Yes Mistress." He said. They stood in silence till a rumbling sound was heard. Lady Dimitrescu looked up at Baelfire, who's face was flushed.

"Have you eaten at all Baelfire?" She asked him. Baelfire slowly shook his head, not making eye contact. "Why not?"

"Mistress Daniela, Lilith, and Mora had me preoccupied, Mistress." He told her. She hummed before setting her silverware down. Baelfire looked over and saw she was already done with her breakfast. He walked over to take the tray away.

"Let me see the bite, Baelfire." She said, making him look her in the eyes. He slowly nodded, unwrapping his left hand. The bite was still not healed. It stopped spreading across his hand, but the purple veins have gotten darker and began to stick out more. Lady Dimitrescu turned his hand over to see the cut she made five months ago.

"Odd." Is all she said. The cut she made was completely healed, leaving only a scar running across his palm. But small purple veins extended from the scar, barley visible to the human eye. "Alright." She said, wrapping the bandage around his hand again. "Get my dress ready." She commanded. Baelfire nodded and walked to the closet, getting a dress for her to wear.

"Here you go Mistress." He said, laying the dress across the bed. Lady Dimitrescu stood up and began undressing. Baelfire turned his back to her and waited till she was done.

"Well Baelfire," she said, completely dressed and wearing her hat. "Wish me luck." She said, walking past him. "You may stay in my room for today. I know my daughters can be....a handful at times." She said, walking out of the room and closing the door behind her.

"A day.....off?" The idea sounded alien to him. Ever since he's been working here, he's been working every day. But a break from the work........the Mistresses.

"I guess I'll......read a book." He told himself, grabbing a book off a shelf and sitting on the foot of the bed.

Baelfire was still reading the book, sweating as he did so. He huffed and closed the book.

"I should learn how to read." He told himself. He looked around the room and saw a big black flower, laying on the nightstand. "That's a nice flower. It looks like," His eyes snapped open."Lady Dimitrescu's flower!" He told himself. Where ever Lady Dimitrescu went, she wore the flower.

He got on his feet and walked over to pick up the flower. "I gotta give this to her." He told himself.

He opened the door, making sure the coast was clear. He quietly closed the door behind him and walked to the stairs. He walked all the way down to the main floor and walked down the stairs to the basement. Not seeing the sisters in sight once.

"Strange." He said, walking up to a door blocked by metal bars. He reached for the switch next to it and started to push up.

"Well, well." Came a woman's voice. Baelfire abandoned opening the doors and turned around. A woman wearing a brown hat and trench coat, red ascot, white under shirt, a vest, and grey pants and boots was walking towards him. On her shoulder was a huge hammer, made from gears and other machinery. But what made Baelfire scared wasn't the fact she was carrying a huge hammer.

It was the fact metal objects were floating in the air.

"I didn't know she had a new toy." The woman spoke in a strange accent. She reached up to her mouth and tossed something to the side. He looked over and saw it was a cigar.

"Who are you?" He asked shaking as he stepped back. She lifted her head, revealing long grey hair. A pair of round black glasses was over her eyes. Her face was smooth and would be considered beautiful, if not for the creepy smile she gave him.

"Oh, your newer than I thought." She said, tilting her head. "Which means this is even better." She said. Baelfire felt something stab his side. He looked down and saw a broken axe attached to him. He screamed in pain as more metal piece's attached themselves to him, going around his head and nearly blocking his vision. He fell over and he watched as the woman laughed, standing over him. Then, a piece of metal hit him square in the face, knocking him out cold.