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The Dark Angel's Brothel	By : Faesy Category: M through R > Phantom of the Opera Views: 9470 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Phantom of the Opera, Gaston Leroux does, and I do not make any money from creating this purely ficitonal piece of work.

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Erik called smell the savoury scent of lunch being cooked. The delicious smell that wafted up from the kitchen were enough to entice him from his room. A freshly pressed shirt, cravat and dress pants were enough to make him presentable for the evening, the opium in his pipe calming his nerves enough to recover his foreboding persona. If he says Elise is to be married off then so be it, she was technically his property to do with as he pleases and she’s lucky she has a Master willing to offer her a better life, rather than sell her on to some coal merchant. Even though she had bought her freedom from him just recently this was not a true freedom. It was only really freedom from the communal room, it would take much more than the meagre sum she had offered to by herself from him. Many times the amount he had paid for her to start with, now that she had all these new skills. Nodding he smiled uneasily, this wasn’t going to be as simple as simply telling her that she was to marry, she would protest vehemently that this was where she wanted to be but Erik simply had to put his foot down. Placing his Punjab into the inner pocket of his jacket for confidence he strode out of his study and up into the Girl’s corridor. No one can know he is feeling less than himself today, his Girls must think nothing is the matter, at least til after he had spoken with Elise and informed her of the arrangement. Walking purposefully and quickly he reached her door and politely knocked.
“Elise? Child are you in there?” A gentle voice came from within
“Just a minute Master” Elise quickly brushed her hair to look presentable, took a deep breath to hide her anger and smiled sweetly. “Please do come in Sir.” Pushing the door open he found Elise sitting on her bed, legs dangling down in the nightgown that he remembered buying for her. He sighed and sat next to her, putting her hands in his
“Elise, I have some news for you which I fear you will not appreciate but know that everything I do is for your happiness.” Elise did her best to act as confused as possible
“Master you aren’t making any sense at all! So sombre today, I could loosen you up a bit” She began to kneel behind him, hands on his shoulders when he took her hands again and pulled her back
“No Elise, no games today, my girl you are to leave this place.”
“You’re giving someone else my room?” He had the feeling she was deliberately being difficult
“No, you are to leave my house entirely. Your client Gregory has asked for your hand in marriage, he has promised a gentile life and to make you an honourable woman. I have accepted, you are to stay here until the marriage however. That is customary.”
“No.” Erik’s surprise was quickly overcome by anger
“What do you mean no? You don’t have a choice in this, Gregory has offered a reasonable sum for you, not that the money matters, and he is a gentleman, he will treat you well. End of discussion.” She shook her head and raised her voice, a daring act she had never performed in front of Erik
“No I shan’t go, I want to live here with you-“
“What you want doesn’t come into the matter. I thought you’d be pleased with the arrangement, he is one of your favourite clients but has tired of seeing you only for the pleasures of the flesh and desires you as his companion. I have agreed and the date is set for a month from now.” Elise ground her teeth, her cheeks flushing an angry red
“I thought I’d have a choice in this, not just carted around like furniture.” Erik stopped any further discussions by standing, his height imposing on its own but his voice wavered slightly
“You are to be married in a month Elise. You will prepare yourself for such and tonight will be your last client, you will have Opium come with you, train her well.”
“So that’s it then, you are replacing me with her! An inexperienced little girl with no knowledge of the duties we perform daily. No idea how to be the front woman mingling with the clients.”
“If you do not leave for your wedding I will force you to leave and you can find your own lodgings. Elise, you have been special to me for so long but now you act like a child, throwing your little tantrum, well I won’t have it. I am your Master aren’t I.” He stated what he knew to be true, curling his hand inside his jacket around his Punjab while his defiant Girl glared up at him.
“I won’t.” Quickly she stood up and raised her hands, delivering a harsh slap to his face, his mask falling to the floor. Immediately he dipped his head and turned out of habit
“You…insubordinate little girl.” Erik growled, suddenly feeling the rage well up from his chest and spill over. Grabbing the mask he reattached it and lunged at Elise who ran over the bed to the other side, she had never truly seen the wrath of Erik directed at her and felt trapped like a tiny bird.

“You dare disrespect me thus? It appears I must teach you your manners again.” Striding towards her as she hid behind her desk he threw it aside as if it weighed nothing he grabbed her wrist and pulled him towards her, tossing her up over his shoulder he entered his mirror with her, with a few steps the mirrors closed behind them leaving the room strewn with her belongings but empty. Elise wailed on his shoulder, warbled apologies interjecting between curses and inarticulate screams. Erik was sure that if the other Girls were in their dorm they would hear her but let them hear, let them hear what happens when you dare disrespect your Master. Striding through his study he walked out the door and to the side door, his feared room, a room Elise hadn’t entered since her training. Locking both her wrists into one strong hand he held them above her head, pushed her against the wall and looped rope around them, tying them swiftly together and to the metal loop that was nailed into the stone.
“I had hoped it would never come to this but clearly you have lost your respect of me and can’t follow my instructions. Bad behaviour is always punished. No exceptions. Not even for you.” Elise spluttered apologies as she heard him rummage around behind her, pressing her cheek to the cold wall and trying to see what he was doing, what she was to face.
“Sir, Master please! I’m sorry I didn’t mean it I’ll go! If you want me to get married I will-” her sentence was broken off as he pushed a rag into her mouth and bound it there with a strip of cloth. Elise’s eyes widened, she had been keeping the knowledge that she saw them sleeping together quiet until the right moment but now it was apparent that she had lost that window of opportunity.

Breathing heavily through her nose she willed herself to stop crying lest she quickly suffocate, she knew Erik wouldn’t allow such a thing but she had never seen him so angry before, he was livid that she dare disrespect him and she knew that what was coming to her was not going to pleasant as her encounters with her Master usually were. His fingers never lingered on her skin for a sweet caress, instead they gripped the back of her clothes and with strong fingers ripped them open exposing the soft skin of her back to him.
“You were one of my most obedient and now it seems that you have regressed, let this serve as a reminder to you even after you no longer lay in my jurisdiction that should you cross me you will be found and punished.” Taking a well-oiled leather whip from its holster on the wall he shifted its weight between his hands and looked at Elise. “This will hurt.” He drew the whip back silently, flicking his wrist forward it struck her skin with a snap and elicited a pained cry from Elise. Back and forth the whip flew til her back was covered in thin streaks of blood. Her knees had given way after the first few cuts and Elise hung limply from the ropes that secured her wrists. He untied the gag and removed the wet rag
“Speak.”
“Please Master, no more, I have learnt my lesson.” He nodded, satisfied and retrieved a cream, rubbing it into her back so that she would heal relatively unscarred.
“You understand that I had to do that, I had to make sure you are still obedient.” His breath came in heavy pants, he had exerted his strength upon her and was relieved not to have to send her to the prisoners he kept beneath their feet.
“I obey you Sir, but I will not marry.” Erik growled and threw the cream on the floor,
“You will do as you are told! Were it not for the client tonight I’d send you for a pleasant jaunt to the dungeons with Them. However, since that will not be possible I will have to adjust my punishment slightly.” Releasing her he tied her arms together behind her, binding the rope tightly up to her elbows. Picking the girl up as though she weighed nothing he carried her to the hot chamber, as soon as the heat crossed her skin Elise began to struggle again
“Please Sir, please not in there.”
“Silence! A few moments in there will change your resolve I’m sure.” Placing her in the chamber and closing the doors he listened to her wails with cold ears.
“You will be married in a month, you will be grateful and you will go peacefully. Understood? Repeat that back to me. Now.”
“I will be married in a month, I will be grateful and I will go peacefully.”
“You are aware that if you are lying to me I will put you through worse, you know I can.” She nodded as he released her from the room and her bonds and looked at her kneeling on the floor before him.
“Now go back to your room and prepare for tonight, wear something that covers your back and not a word of this to anyone. I have business to attend to tonight, I was going leave the house to you to look after but clearly you are not in the right state of mind. Instead summon Helen to my study immediately and get Opium ready for work tonight.”
“Yes Master, as you wish.”
“Take the back corridor through your mirror to get there, I don’t want any one seeing you like this. You should be ashamed that I had to raise my hand to you. You are dismissed, get out of my sight.” He turned away as Elise picked herself up and ran away, tears falling down her face, humiliated and broken she let herself into her room and lay on her bed sobbing. She realised that Erik could not be blackmailed, too strong was his will and his strength was too much for her. Her target would have to be his lover, Opium, a much easier target and it would be simple to make sure he didn’t tell the Master, if Elise was to leave she wanted to leave Opium destroyed, not even Erik would want her. Getting up she ignored her torn clothing and looked at the mirror, glaring at her own reflection.
“She will pay for what she has done. Tonight.” Turning to look at her back she wasn’t surprised to find the marks were minimal, Erik always had been efficient in delivering his lessons with no sustainable damage left on the skin. Elise’s client was well known to her, even though Vanessa was usually the bondage expert this particular client liked to give more than receive which had always been a difficulty for the aggressive Vanessa. So Elise was happy to step in, he was generally kind to her, he as all the men knew the penalties for taking his playtime too far, but he was by no means pleasant with her. From the minute he stepped in through the door he demeaned her and humiliated her, she enjoyed the game as much as he.

Sitting at her desk quickly she grabbed a pencil and a sheet of paper, intending to write a note to her client and leave it with Candy to give, unread, to him.
“Dear Sir, tonight we have a guest with us, she is in training and I apologise for the intrusion. I beg your permission to assist you in disciplining her tonight as to aid with her training. I offer you the session half price if you will agree. Your servant, Elise.”
Nodding at her work he was sure that he would agree, a half price session was often half a week’s worth of wages so it was a worthwhile bargain. Even if she had to leave and marry Gregory, that wasn’t so awful, but leaving Erik to Opium was a disaster. It was up to Elise to stop it, she knew this to be true and ensure it would happen, Opium would run away and leave Erik broken hearted and waiting for Elise to comfort him. Dressing in her darkest lingerie she pulled on her only leather clothing, a corset that laced at the front, conveniently covering her back from prying eyes. Grinning at her reflection as she put her makeup on she looked forward to the downfall of Opium.

Erik sighed and shook his head, he was sorry he had to discipline her so harshly, his emotions were usually kept in check but ripping the mask from his face was not acceptable. Nor was disobeying a direct order, nor was screaming or running away; she was to marry and she should be grateful. Wiping the sweat from his brow he got up and went to his study to retrieve his coat, he needed to go to the tailor and return before Opium’s first client then steal away again for a quiet word with Nadir. He felt a strange jolt in his body when he pictured her servicing another man. However, such emotions were bad for business, he had a good life now and he wasn’t going to ruin it for a girl.. Again. As he strode through his halls and out the side entrance to avoid any early clients he smiled a tired smile and thought only of his Opium tinged night.

What a wonderful night! Opium could barely believe that it actually happened at all. Her and the Master, together in his wonderful mood. A wave of anxiousness came as she thought of the night that lay before her; her first client. Would he be handsome? Would he be old or unkind? There was no way of knowing. At least she would be supervised by Elise, so she’d be relatively safe, though she perceived hostility from Elise sometimes, when the older girl thought she wasn’t looking. Hostility or jealousy. Both were equally as dangerous, especially in her hands. She knocked on her shared room with Elise tentatively
“Elise? Are you there? Master asked me to get ready for our client tonight.” Elise answered the door with a smile
“Of course, come right in. I’ll help you get ready.” True to her word the older girl brushed her hair and helped to style it in a way she knew her client liked, easily messed up, he liked his girls with smudged makeup and messy hair by the time he was finished. It seemed barely any time at all and there was a curt knock on the door
“Girls, I’ve got Opium’s clothing for tonight’s activities.” He walked into the room and approached Opium gently, the beautiful clothing had a skirt made of layers of lace, beneath which she could see hanging suspenders and a dainty corset framed with lace and subtle blue feathers.
“It’s beautiful Master!” She wrapped her arms around him and snuggled into his chest, “It’s wonderful!” Erik smiled and patted the girl on the head, stroking her hair before putting her at arms length.
“You haven’t got a lot of time left before your clients gets here so look sharp and get dressed quickly. Elise, you look out for her.” He barely gave her a second glance, “I have spoken to Helen even though you failed to send her to me and she will be looking after things for tonight.” Elise nodded, looking at her feet.
“You’ve forgotten your manners so soon?”
“No Master, sorry Master.” Erik nodded seemingly mildly satisfied and left the room to return to the cool streets of Paris in winter.
“Wow, that is a pretty dress Opium!” Elise danced around Opium excitedly as she helped her get dressed, within the hour her client would arrive, read the note and be just as excited as she was.
The hour whittled away quickly as Elise prepared Opium for her client and added the last touches to their respective outfits.
“Ready?”
“As I’ll ever be.”
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