The Story of Hanna/Memoirs of Princess Hanna - Page Nine
At the bottom of the short staircase, a long, straight corridor awaits you. If what Chad told you is true, it will lead to the noble's district, an idea that seems plausible to you. You can tell even underground that you are heading towards that direction.
"How long is this corridor?" you ask.
"Just two minutes of walking straight", Chad tells you.
"If you and Trevor are part of the same ring…" you think aloud, with a hand on your jaw. "Then this room must be used for trafficking purposes."
"Please don't call it trafficking. This room is simply for well paying noble customers of mine who want to take a break from their busy schedule to relief themselves with my employees."
"Employees?" you ask, surprised. "Who exactly are you?"
"Have you heard of Daring Angels?"
You shake your head.
"I'm the founder of that company. We're basically a high-end, premium child brothel."
Your expression changes to that of doubt, fear and uncertainty. As much as you're fine with the idea of children having sex - after all, you're a child who's very much fine with sex and you're sure there are other girls like you too - you're not okay with the idea of child trafficking and exploitation. While the circumstances of children involved are not completely comparable to the world your original self is from, most of the children in sex business are not there because they want to be there. They have been forced there because of their financial situations, or even their class status and born circumstances beyond their control. Slavery is very much accepted and tolerated in Nova Albion and virtually everywhere else as well, and a sex slavery is a big part of it. Not every girl is a nymphomaniac and having sex just for the thrill of it. Then, there are the men involved. While you think people like Renault would probably never rape a girl, or have sex with someone forced into slavery, you wouldn't take that away from Trevor. He has probably raped children in his life. But which camp does Chad fall into? You're afraid to ask him directly.
No, that's not the only problem. In fact, that isn't even the biggest problem. You stop, and Chad stops as well, looking deep into your eyes. You were thinking about all the children involved with Chad. What about yourself? The moment you entered the corridor, you gave away your only lifeline to safety should he have malicious intentions. If you scream for guards, who is going to come? Nobody will. There is no knight in a bright shining armor. You can't even escape. There's no way you can. He outclasses you in every single way. Speed, brawn, magical abilities. You're fucked. Or, you may be fucked. You don't know yet. But the very idea of that being the case makes you shiver in fear and your face turn white.
"Oh, I know that expression", Chad says. "It is one of extreme fear."
Yes, it is really that obvious. Your distress is palpable. You breathe in once and press your lips tightly shut, as you tighten your fists. You try to contain yourself, but your legs feel like crumbling right under your weight.
"You have your own network of partners in crime, and so do I. In fact, I have two kinds of partners. I have the girls that work for me, and the men who desire their service. Men from all the backgrounds, some of which are willing to do absolutely anything to get their hands on a girl. Any girl, but sometimes a specific girl as well."
You lash out in your own mind. 'You bastard, is that why you took me? Did you deceive me?' But you can't even say it aloud. You're convinced you're in grave danger, at the verge of falling into a deep inescapable hole. You've never been more afraid in your life. Or is it just paranoia after all? His words sound like he has malicious intent, but he could be messing with you. But he has the power to do it. Would he really dare? Would he kidnap a princess, daughter of a royal crown? That would truly be a heist of a century.
"Are you not going to say anything, Hanna?"
You gulp once and look at him. "Are you looking to hurt Hanna…?" You stand still like a statue. Depending on what he's about to say, you're ready to take a last-ditch effort to scream out your lungs in a futile chance someone would hear you and perhaps find the secret corridor.
"Did you already forget what I promised earlier?" Chad asks and kneels in front of you, smiling. "I pledged to you that I wouldn't hurt you."
His words don't convince you to relax, but they give you power to cool down a little bit. There is still a chance he's just trying to manipulate you into being calm so he can stab you in the back later.
"Trust me. I don't want anything bad happen to you or your family. Okay?"
You still don't answer. He's waiting patiently. You feel yourself calm down a lot, but you still can't let down your guard. You finally nod.
"It seems that what I said might've come out insensitive, and it has caused you to panic. I'm sorry if I scared you. Will you accept my apology?"
"Maybe Hanna is just being paranoid…" you say, sighing and signaling him to stand up. Your heart is still beating fast, but you feel like you can at very least forgive him, even if you don't completely trust him. You can't jump into conclusions, and you can't start yelling and crying over something you fear could happen. You decide to save your outrage for when it inevitably happens, even if that turns out to be a bad idea. Then again, it doesn't really matter what you're going to do now. If he wants to kidnap you or hurt you, he's going to do it regardless of what he says, and regardless of what you do. "Hanna will accept your apology. But, you're really not going to kidnap Hanna or anything?"
"Like I said, I don't want anything bad happen to you."
"Hanna finds it very hard to trust men like you."
"Would you trust me better if I let you go now?"
"Yes… Hanna would…" you say. But before he even gets a chance to open his mouth, you continue. "Hanna will follow you. But before that…" You're going to poke a hornet's nest big time. "Why don't you want to kidnap Hanna?"
Chad looks at you, your body, undressing you with his piercing gaze. "There is no question that I would like to own a girl like you. If you would belong to me, you would surely be one of my top girls. You would be a big time draw for customers and you would make me a lot of money. But all that is impossible because you're a princess, Hanna. You're too valuable for me. Just like there are some items and relics that are too dangerous for ordinary merchants, and sometimes even illegal dealers to handle, there just are some girls that are out of my reach. It wouldn't matter if you were the most beautiful thing in the world, you're out of my reach. You're untouchable."
"So, it's about consequences, huh…"
"Well, it's true that if I were to take you for myself, and would be found out, I would find myself at gallows before I would even get a chance to defend myself."
"If Hanna wasn't a royal, would you do it then?"
"That is a 'what if' scenario you don't need to worry about. But enough standing around. Let's continue." You nod and continue to walk right behind him. "We're almost there. Just few more steps."
Not even a minute later, you finally see an iron door made, akin to one leading to a prison cell. What you see behind the bars isn't a cell, however, but rather a bedroom fit for a noble. It's large in size, complete with a cozy corner for reading, a table for writing and working, and even a little kitchen. There are also shower faculties behind the door, or so you think. At least the sign on the door that says so. There is just something strange about the room, and it's not just the bars on both sides of the room, leading to two corridors. It's also the gadgets and toys that are left around and laying from the wall. The whole room is like a strange mix between a S&M dungeon and a bedroom. And all those gadgets are custom made and designed for smaller people, for girls like you. No adult would fit on them. You saw the cupboards and vitrines before as well, and you imagine them being filled with additional toys, and even clothing. You remember Chad describing this room as a "Little playroom full of fun", and you can't help but to agree. It has probably been used for a lot of fun and playing over the past years. As you glance at the whips and chains, you imagine yourself being restrained and toyed with. It's not a play you're interested in yourself, but a thought of a whip cracking against your butt and your back makes your groin twitch slightly.
"How do you like this special playroom?" he asks.
"It is very interesting indeed… Who would've thought there was a place like this underneath the castle."
"This has been used as a torture chamber back in the days, but those days are in the past. Nowadays only torture that goes in here is part of a play."
"Hanna isn't too interested in these kinds of things", you admit and look back at Chad, crossing your arms. Then again, you're not completely against the idea either. If someone wanted to do that kind of play with you, you would probably oblige.
"Me neither, to be honest. I like happy sex. There's nothing happy about using weapons of torture for sexual pleasure."
"And it's not like you took Hanna here for that anyway."
"Yes, of course. Let's sit down." There are two armchairs by the books, along with a cute little table. You take his offer and sit down before him, crossing your legs and laying your back on a comfortable rest. Chad on the other hand leans forward, arms crossed and elbows on his knees. "So, I'm sure you get a gist of it already. We're both alchemists who are looking to perfect a philosopher's stone."
"Hanna is not exactly looking to perfect her creation. Hanna simply wanted to create a potion that could help her stay young."
"Can I ask why?"
"Because being a little girl is the greatest thing in the world!" you state loud and proud.
"Oh, really?" he asks and laughs.
"Yes! To be a little girl is to be at the pinnacle of existence! Nothing in the world can compare to they joy of it!"
Chad leans back, a little disappointed. "Well, then our interests may not exactly line up perfectly, since you seem to be content with your creation."
"There are things Hanna wants to change about it. Hanna has improved it many times, but you're also right. Hanna doesn't care about creating a philosopher's stone."
"What have you improved about it, and what do you still want to change?"
"So far, Hanna has improved the taste. Not by much though. It still makes her want to puke and it's still deadly in large quantities."
"Deadliness is a problem indeed. What if I told you that philosopher's stone would be a much safer alternative should you create one successfully, and that it has other good qualities to it as well?"
"Like what?"
"It works incredibly fast, is extremely accurate and you can accelerate growth as well."
"Hanna doesn't want that", you say, with heavy eyes. "Hanna doesn't care about growing up. Adult women look disgusting."
Chad, who isn't sure if you're joking or not, just laughs at you.
"Oh, by the way. You haven't actually proved to me that your stone works."
"I wouldn't want to waste precious uses. This stone is irreplaceable without your help."
"And you're not going to get Hanna's help if you don't prove to her that it works."
"A price I have to pay, huh?" Chad says and takes out the stone. "I should appear around twenty-two years old currently. I'm going to make myself about ten years younger." He squeezes tight on the stone, which begins to shine. He channels his energy into it, and you see a visible change. It's almost as he's glowing, and his clothes and hair flutter like in a upward stream of wind. He begins to shrink, and not just shrink. He's getting younger. You can't take your eyes off for a second. Whoever created this stone was a genius. And you thought you were brilliant. You could never replicate something like this, never ever. You can't even begin to comprehend what it would take. After a dozen of seconds, he sits still in his baggy clothes and his new younger appearance. You lean closer in surprise. He still looks like the same person, but he's definitely not an adult anymore. Not even a teen. He's a child. A boy rather than a man. He appears to be about as old as you would be would it not be for your elixir. "Here's your proof."
"Hahaha, so cute!" you say and clap happily. "A cute little boy!"
"I'm still bigger than you", he says and laughs. Even his voice is childish. "So don't call me a little boy."
You lean back to relax and say: "Okay, Hanna got her proof. Next, your motivations."
"Well first and foremost, for personal use." Your ears twitch as you hear the words "First and foremost". There are more than one reason for why. "I'm sure you know why, because you created the potion for the same reason. I want to stay in my best years."
"And what about the other reason?"
"Oh, you could tell there's more than one reason? There other reason is for my employees. They're all girls. Children aged seven to twelve. I believe these to be the perfect years for ultimate female beauty." Well, you don't agree completely with his preferred age range, but that's a minor point of debate, a point you don't even care about bringing up. "This is a problem for me, since little girls tend to grow up fast. I've never liked it. Sure, it's okay for most girls, but then there are those like Rachel from ten years ago, like Cosette who I take care of right now, girls I just don't want to grow up. Some of them don't really want to grow up themselves because they genuinely love what they do. If I could create that potion on demand, I would prolong the beauty of my most precious girls for years, even decades."
That is an idea that you simultaneously shun and find extremely captivating. You don't like the monetary aspect of his motivations. When he talks about his most precious girls, he's not just talking about his personal favorites, but also about his most profitable girls. It must be so; he's a business owner after all. And then there's the issue of consent. If they are slaves of his, humans he owns, girls that belong to him against their will, the idea of making them eternal children sounds almost like a hell. Sure, it's a heaven for girls like you, girls like Rachel and Cosette if they are as he described, but what about a hypothetical Elisa, a girl who hates sex yet is extremely profitable in sex business, and is forced to stay as a child for decades as she lives her nightmare every day? That is something you find unacceptable and can't overlook. "Let's talk about your business next."
"I'll tell you anything."
"First, your girls. Do you employ them, or are they your property?"
"Both, but honestly mostly property."
"How and where do you acquire them?"
"I have many sources. Some of them I rescue from more malicious slave owners, some I take to custody from extreme poverty, some I buy directly from a trafficker or any other dealer. I try to get them before they reach school age so I can teach them. Not only about work, mind you, but also about the world and basic skills such as reading and writing."
"You talked about taking them to your custody from poverty. That would mean that they're not slaves, right?"
"That's correct. And they don't have to be poor either. Some middleclass girls also work for me. They make a contract with me and take a large cut from the work they do. I usually have higher standards for them, since they still must be profitable to me."
"How about your slaves? Since they don't obviously get paid."
"I provide them with housing, food and clothing in accordance to Gallian law, which is strictest in the continent. And I don't mean to boast, but I'm rather extravagant when it comes to these things. My girls must feel good and live good lives outside their work."
"How about consent? Any girls who dislike working for you?"
"None."
"Hanna finds that hard to believe."
"But it's true. I look down on businesses that force girls to do sex work against their consent. I mentioned rescuing girls from owners that misuse them. I set most of them free and resell them to owners who won't abuse them."
"Doesn't sound very profitable to Hanna."
"Sometimes it isn't, but I've made more money doing rescuing that I have lost. It's a risk worth taking more times than it's not."
"How about the work they do?"
"I rent them to customers from one hour all the way up to ten hours. Sex is always involved, but it isn't only about that. Most customers desire other things from girls as well."
"Such as?"
"Entertainment, someone to spend time with, or someone to talk to. Meals, baths, you name it, my girls can do it."
"Sounds surprisingly pleasant", you say and smile. "So, it's not a normal brothel then?"
"No. We're more like a little girl rental service than a brothel. Of course, we provide most of our customers with rooms, but that costs extra. Our most trusted VIP customers and club members can take the girls home too, no problem."
"That takes a lot of trust", you say and laugh. Overall, you're very pleased on what you've heard, and if everything is just as he explained to you, there should be no issue with you sharing your potion with him, at least as far as his business practices are concerned. "Hanna likes what she's heard but won't take everything you say at face value. She has to look into this business and maybe even talk to your girls before she can make a final judgment."
"Would that truly be okay? Aren't you afraid of being recognized?"
"Hanna may be a princess, but she's not a public figure. Most people outside the castle have no idea what Hanna looks like, not even some of the ones living in noble's district. If you arrange a meeting with some of your girls in Trevor's house, for example, it should be perfectly fine."
"I'll see to it. We can discuss details later. Are there any other things you're worried about?"
"Yes, actually there is one big problem." Your question is, what do you get in return? There isn't a monetary compensation that would satisfy you, so that's off the table. "What does Hanna get?"
"Is there anything you want?"
Something comes to your mind. "To get the potion, you must provide Hanna information."
"Well, that is certainly something I can provide you with. I'm sure there are a lot of books and information out there you cannot access even in this castle. I know your castles library from my visits here. I should be able to provide you with at least one shelf full of books. And not just that, but also ingredients."
"Those aren't usually a problem, but you're right. There are a lot of things Hanna wants to get her hands on."
"I'll even pay you in advance."
"But are you content with Hanna's imperfect potion?"
"It's good enough for that I want to use it for. Besides, it can be improved."
"Oh, and also, Hanna doesn't want to provide you with the actual recipe. Just the potion itself."
"That is also fine. But I think we're done here for today as far as this topic is concerned."
Ah, yes, as far as THIS very specific topic is concerned. You press your fist against your cheek. You're still sitting down very comfortably. You're not in a hurry to leave. "On to the next topic then."
Chad looks nervous. It's only natural. You're nervous as well. But he's a brave man. He's an alpha. He deals with girls every day, and is not afraid of making sexual advances towards them. Not even you. "I'm interested in you on a personal level. You remind me a lot of my girls. There is a lot of similar qualities to you."
"Such as?"
"Your interest in sex, and willingness to perform." A sly grin appears on your lips. "I wouldn't be surprised if given different circumstances at birth, you could even work for me." It's not entirely impossible idea to conceive, but you want to leave it at that, since you don't want to entertain the idea of working for him out loud. "I want to ask you some questions regarding sex to learn more about your motivations and views."
"Feel free to ask anything!" you answer and give him double peace signs. "Hanna will be honest!"
"Why do you have sex?"
You show visible confusion. "Why?" you ask yourself out loud. Then, you thin your eyes and give him a slick and wide smile. "Care to clarify what you mean?"
"I'm curious to hear your reason for why. Is sex really something you think you should be having?"
"Weeeell… That is a hard question indeed…" you think aloud and fidget. "Sex isn't something a girl like Hanna should be doing… Or even what she's allowed to do… Hanna understands that children her age aren't usually ready for sex. Sex is intense and kinda scary too. And for children all that intensity is two- or threefold. It can definitely be traumatizing…"
"Do you feel that to be the case for you? Are you an abuse victim?"
You shake your head. "It's nothing like that. Hanna has only happy memories when it comes to sex."
"Do you ever feel like you're being manipulated or taken advantage of?"
'That's right too', you think. Children are so easy to manipulate after all. "Hanna didn't really think about that or understood that completely when she started three years ago, but… Now that you mention it, adults probably have taken advantage of Hanna a lot. Hanna has probably been manipulated too, but Hanna doesn't really care."
"Really? Shouldn't it worry you that they're taking advantage of you?"
Again, you shake your head. "Hanna doesn't mind at all, because Hanna doesn't think they're bad people. Besides…" Then you smile again, this time rather wickedly. "Hanna has manipulated men too…"
"What part about sex do you like the most?"
You mumble to yourself in thought and continue to fidget. You're blushing from ear to ear, and you're starting to feel it. Talking about sex is always a little exciting, no matter the circumstances. "Hanna likes how it makes her feel… And Hanna doesn't mean just down there, but also in here…" You press your hands to your heart. "It's very exciting."
"You said sex is scary."
"Yes, Hanna was so scared at first, and it hurt too, but fear is part of the adventure…" you say with a mysterious tone. "And Hanna loves adventure."
"You also said children probably shouldn't have sex. So why should you?"
"Oh, but aren't there a lot of things children can do? Like staying up late. All kids do that. Why would sex be any different?" Chad laughs as if admitting you to be completely right. "Everything that is forbidden feels exciting to Hanna. And what would be more exciting that the biggest taboo of them all."
"Are you afraid of getting caught?"
"Yes, every time Hanna does it. Whenever it's family, or an outsider. Hanna knows and understands the risks she takes. But that's also part of the adventure. It feels dangerous and therefore exciting!"
"I'm starting to get a good idea of what kind of girl you are. You're a really adventurous girl, and a little bit of a risktaker."
He understands you perfectly, and it makes you nod happily.
"So, what about me then?"
"You?"
"We've only met today, yet here you are, exposing your secrets to me. You must find that quite exciting as well, am I right?"
He's right. Your heart is beating so fast it feels like bursting straight out from your chest. You sigh and nod slowly. You're starting to feel it down there. The wetness of your hole, a fresh warm stain on your panties. The itching, fuzzy sensation welling in deep inside you. All the talk about sex to a him and how it makes you feel has completely taken control of you. And it's not just you, but it's also him. He's a powerful man, but not powerful in the same way the nobles you know are. He's dangerous. He absolutely reeks of adventure, the thing you told him you love so much. The fear, and the anticipation, they're making you feel just like you felt the first time you submitted yourself to a man. In the end, there is no other choice but to do relieve yourself of your lust. "Have you ever had sex with a princess?"
"No, but it's one of my dreams."
"Hanna can, no… Hanna wants to make your dream come true."
"How about you? Have you ever had sex with a boy as young as I look?"
You reply almost the same way he did. "No, but it's one of Hanna's dreams."
"Then, let's make each other's dreams come true."