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Original Fiction: Blinded

Title: Blinded
Author: kaylashay
Rating: FR15
Disclaimer: The story is of my own creation...
Genre: Slave-Fic
Warnings: Slavery; Male Master / male slave
Word Count: 500
Beta: azraelz_angel
Written For: slavefics Comment Fic Challenge

Prompt: Blind slave. - tasha18

Crossposted: orig_slavefic

Summary: Everything needs to have a purpose.

"Master?"

His voice carried through the darkness and he tried to ignore the trepidation that went with it. They say that a crippled slave is worth less than a cow that won't produce milk; the cow can at least feed the family after it's killed. When he opened his eyes after the accident and saw nothing but a pit of black, he knew his life was at an end. No Master would keep a crippled slave. No Master would buy a crippled slave.

He thought of all the things he could no longer accomplish without his sight. He couldn't prepare the Master's meals. He could no longer see the papers that littered his Master's desk and organize them. He couldn't walk to the bedroom and prepare himself for his Master's nighttime desires. He was useless, and his Master did not like useless objects.

'Everything needs to have a purpose. If it doesn't have a purpose and a way to accomplish that purpose, it's better off not existing.' Those were the words he had heard from his Master just weeks before his clumsy feet had sent him spiraling down the staircase. He did not remember much save for the sharp pain at the base of his skull and the startled cry of his Master.

He supposed he should be thankful. His Master has taken care of him through the entire ordeal. He was held as they waited for the arrival of the Master's personal physician. He recalled brief moments of lucidity over the next several days as the strong, calloused covered hands of his Master squeezed his hand. He remembered the soft feel of lips over his own just before the bandages were removed to reveal his sightless eyes.

When the doctor made his pronouncement of one hundred percent loss of vision in both eyes due to damage to the optical nerve, silence filled the room. He was thankful that the source of his problem allowed him not to see the revulsion that was sure to be present on his Master's face. Minutes passed and there were no hands to touch him, no hands to reassure him that everything would be okay.

He felt the tear slide down his cheek as he realized that his Master would no longer cherish him as he had for four perfect years. When he heard the soft click of a door, he knew it was over. His Master was already making plans. His disposal would be seen to and within days, his Master would have a new boy, an unbroken boy to call his pet. It was with those dark thoughts swirling through the sea of blackness that he called out in a futile attempt at one last moment.

"Master?"

"I'm here. It's going to be okay, Pet. Everything will be okay," came the response. And his heart filled with desperate hope as he felt a finger wipe away the tear and then a hand cup his face in a tender caress.

"You're still mine."

Comments

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hawk_soaring
Jun. 11th, 2009 12:53 am (UTC)
awww.... *sniffle*... well done!
kaylashay
Jun. 11th, 2009 01:02 am (UTC)
Thanks! I was going for sniffles....
hawk_soaring
Jun. 11th, 2009 01:05 am (UTC)
you got 'em.
kurai007
Jun. 11th, 2009 12:55 am (UTC)
It's either because I'm pathetic, or just the skill of your writing (I'm 200% sure it's your skill), because damn...I think my eyes were just about ready to produce some tears. But after reading the last few words of Master...well, I felt really, really relieved.

Wooow, for a fic that's only 500 words...it was pretty powerful, IMO. Great job...and lovely take on the prompt as well. <3
kaylashay
Jun. 11th, 2009 01:08 am (UTC)
*glows*

Thanks for the wonderful review. :-) I was going for a sniffle/tear feeling for this, so I'm glad I got the right reaction. I *almost* didn't give the a response to the slave. It would have been so easy to leave him hanging in the darkness and not have anything to grab on to. But then I fell for him and I wanted him to get what he deserved, the unconditional love of his master.

I answer a lot of drabble prompts at ncis_drabble and have perfected my own way of doing very short stories. I even wrote a 10,000 word fic that was made up of 100 word drabbles. So I'm glad my short word count writing can translate into original fic too. :-)
spoonyriffic
Jun. 11th, 2009 01:09 am (UTC)
Awwwww! *sniffs* I'm so glad that his Master said that. Made me all warm and happy inside. Yay for happy!slavefic! *snort*
kaylashay
Jun. 11th, 2009 01:11 am (UTC)
:-)

I debated not letting the Master say anything and leaving up to each reader to decide... Then I couldn't take leaving the poor 'ittle slave hanging in the darkness, so I waved the happy-ending wand.
spoonyriffic
Jun. 11th, 2009 01:13 am (UTC)
I bet he's eternally grateful that you waved that wand. :-) It's nice to have happy endings to these types of stories every once in a while. *g*
kaylashay
Jun. 11th, 2009 01:17 am (UTC)
Well, considering a few of my others had not-so-happy endings... yeah...

:-)

And he is very grateful. :-)
azraelz_angel
Jun. 11th, 2009 01:19 am (UTC)
Wow, wow, wow. I was really worried, with the way you were setting this up, that there was going to be a dead slave at the end of this little ficlet.

But instead you broke my heart with this guy's fear and anxiety and then ultimately the Master's reaction.

Great job!!
kaylashay
Jun. 11th, 2009 01:22 am (UTC)
I said I wave the happy-ending-wand... I was going to leave it hanging. Then, by the end, I felt so sorry for him that I had to give him a happy ending...

:-)
janedavitt
Jun. 11th, 2009 02:41 am (UTC)
Beautiful.
kaylashay
Jun. 11th, 2009 03:05 am (UTC)
Thanks... and I don't think I've ever mentioned it, but I love that icon. :-)
janedavitt
Jun. 11th, 2009 12:03 pm (UTC)
Isn't it gorgeous? It's by scientistsdisco; she's done some stunning ones ::points up::
kaylashay
Jun. 12th, 2009 02:48 am (UTC)
It is... and that one is very interesting...
nola_nola
Jun. 11th, 2009 02:58 am (UTC)
Thanks for the happy ending!
kaylashay
Jun. 11th, 2009 03:05 am (UTC)
You're welcome. :-)
pipisafoat
Jun. 11th, 2009 03:50 am (UTC)
Whoa. *get distracted staring at your icon*
pipisafoat
Jun. 11th, 2009 03:50 am (UTC)
He was thankful that the source of his problem allowed him not to see the revolution that was sure to be present on his Master's face.
Revolution? *eyes you* Revulsion? That's the only word I can think of there...

Anyway. *pets you, slave, and Master* Thank you for the happy-ending wand! Such a gut-tugging story. *makes a cup of tea to read it again with*
kaylashay
Jun. 11th, 2009 04:00 am (UTC)
Thanks for the catch! All fixed now. :-)

I'm glad I waved that wand too. I didn't want my poor little blinded slave boy to suffer any longer. I'd be one of those people who go around collecting the slaves nobody wants and try to keep them safe.

:-)
pipisafoat
Jun. 11th, 2009 04:04 am (UTC)
I've been trying to catch things like that for the past few hours on my freaking massive rounds_of_kink fic in time for posting tomorrow. Good to know my obsessive brain is of use to someone, because it sure is failing me right now!

I would help you! I bet we could start a huge home for abandoned slave boys. I think quite a few people on your flist would join in. :)
twicet
Jun. 11th, 2009 05:56 am (UTC)
I loved this especially that his Master loved him.
kaylashay
Jun. 11th, 2009 05:57 am (UTC)
Thanks! I had to get that happy-ending for the poor guy...
lifebook
Jun. 11th, 2009 09:42 am (UTC)
It's always the happy parts that make me teary-eyed...
(Well done, by the way.)
kaylashay
Jun. 12th, 2009 02:46 am (UTC)
Thanks! Happy parts tear me up too. :-)
hpstrangelove
Jun. 11th, 2009 12:00 pm (UTC)
I loved the whole thing, but especially the end. It seemed so sad at first, but then you fixed it! Great job.
kaylashay
Jun. 12th, 2009 02:47 am (UTC)
I think I fixed it because it was making me sad and I didn't want to be sad. I *almost* left it hanging without us knowing what the master was going to do... almost...
lab_jazz
Jun. 11th, 2009 12:21 pm (UTC)
I'm so glad you put in that last line...I was getting a bit worried there.
Great story
kaylashay
Jun. 12th, 2009 02:48 am (UTC)
Thanks! The last line made me happy. I had to have it. :-)
adnamamai
Jun. 11th, 2009 03:40 pm (UTC)
Aww *sigh*
kaylashay
Jun. 12th, 2009 02:48 am (UTC)
Thanks!
tresa_cho
Dec. 29th, 2011 05:33 pm (UTC)
Oh, this was wonderful.
kaylashay
Dec. 29th, 2011 06:08 pm (UTC)
Thank you... You got me to re-read my own work. :)
lady_om
Jan. 8th, 2012 11:21 pm (UTC)
How on earth did you make me almost cry in exactly 500 words?

What kind of sorcery is this!? :)
kaylashay
Jan. 9th, 2012 02:43 am (UTC)
I kind of mastered drabble fic writing in the NCIS fandom and then carried it over into this. The blame lays with ncis_drabble.

And glad that you got the emotion from it. This slave I wanted to save.
lady_om
Jan. 9th, 2012 03:11 am (UTC)
Yes, it was worth saving because it's love.

Can you share your drabble secret? You know, just between you and me. *wink* I can keep secrets. :)

Unfortunately I don't watch NCIS, so I have no clue what those drabbles are all about.
MajorDAFFTY
Nov. 13th, 2014 08:24 pm (UTC)
Oh... Wow
I can't actually believe this story... I was nearly bawling. It was brilliant, it is amazing that with less than 1000 words there is so much emotion and background that I was captivated and so invested in the characters and the outcome. I don't I can say more than brilliant and will there be more? 🌟
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