Mareland part 8
Had an idea, the idea evolved into this, it was longer than it should. Please enjoy.
CW// Sadistic whumper, possesive whumper, pet whump, stockholm syndrome, nonhuman whumpee, multiple whumpees, magic whump, skinning, psychological whump, bonding with whumper, forced non-sexual intimacy, implied noncon, immortal whumpee. Tell me to add if I missed anything!
Salarien knows the theater´s inside and out like the palm of his hand. There´s rooms for softer stories, where the people inside calm the clients who seek comfort. There were others waiting in a corner, designed to be kept and abused by the clients...or saved. But he could count with one hand the times the characters behind those doors have had a client that wanted to experience helping them.
Every door inside the theater leads to a different story. His master sells not only stories, but experiences so vivid, customers have to be reminded they´re not real once they're out. His master's magic can't create living things like the humans they appear to be. At the very least, they were golems like him.
Salarien stopped on his tracks and slapped himself hard enough to make his world spin and his cheek go red.
“Don´t ask about the habitants” he whispered to himself before continuing walking towards his Master´s office. It had been one of the first orders he had received when the theater opened.
Never go inside the rooms unless a client is in danger.
Be sure to lock every door before closing time.
Never talk to any of the habitants.
“Because they're not like you” he whispered to himself once again before pressing the button that would make the ones behind the doors wail. He only opened his eyes once they stopped screaming, but he was blinded by the spots on his vision for a few seconds.
He wasn´t allowed to ask, but... Salarien looked towards the corridor. He knew his Master´s creations and he knew the beings of light he brought to life couldn´t feel pain. So why...Why would they scream?
Salarien´s chest aches where his heart should be, but drowned it before stepping towards his master´s room.