Bordello of the Sun

Morning couldn’t come by fast enough. Dusk is lying in the bed, unable even to get a wink of sleep as he pulled out of the bed upon hearing the first crow of the roosters in the distance as he looked out the window. He watched as Big Macwalked outside, letting out a curse as he began heading off to the barn.

There was a quick knocking on the door as they turned around and saw it open. Bright Mac is wearing a flannel shirt. The sleeves pulled back, showing his muscular hairy arms as he looked over.

“Alright now, it’s morning, and you know what we do, hun; get ready for a nice breakfast your momma cooked and get to work. I expect it from everyone. Now Big Mac out already tending to the crop, So I’ll have you show them around a little bit alright sweetums.”

“Alright, dad, but yesh didn’t have to bounce in. What if I was naked?”

“Oh, I’d have known, honey, I would have known. Now you and the other ladies get ready and work in the barn; the boy and I are going to be spending some time talking and getting to know each other, you hear.”

He walked over and grabbed Dusk's shoulder. Dusk gave a lightly nervous laugh as he could imagine this bull-man could whoop his ass in under ten seconds if he tried to do so. Though of course, doing so, he had to stand on his tiptoes. It might have been far more amusing if it wasn’t for how strong his grip as compared to the others.

Applejack’s father began leading Dusk out, heading off towards the farm for a good minute while Dusk looked back at the house. The sun barely up as it moved over the horizon. He hardly knew what would happen as he found himself stumbling lightly—barely catching on as he followed the male minotaur.

The long silence between them as Dusk wasn’t even sure what to say. Crickets chirping trying to kill off the awkward silence between the two men.

“What is it you intend to do with my daughter?” Bright Mac said while looking over at Dusk, a snarl as he looked beyond intimidating.

“I— I mean….” Dusk wasn’t sure what to say, somewhat shocked by the Bullman. Who grabbed Dusk by the shirt while speaking simply, nice and slow.

“What… Do… you…Intend to do with my daughter?” He watched Dusk with fire in his eyes. Dusk was unable to help but feel those horns were looking sharp.

“I want to make her happy. That's all; she’s honestly helped me with some of my own problems. I want her to be happy. In whatever way possible.”

The Bullman nodded while letting go of his shirt.

“Fine, I believe you for now, but you’re going to need to earn my respect. Got it. Cause She’s my little girl.” He handed him a pair of gloves. Dusk caught them reasonably easy as he asked,

“What do you need me to do?”

“Well, You’re moving hay around. Get them from one side to the other. Then when you're done, come to the house for dinner.” He turned around, heading out of the barn, while Dusk found himself looking over at the piles of hay. A long groan as he knew he would be here for a while and began putting on the gloves Bright Mac had given him.

Starlight found herself sitting on the couch with the mysterious woman. It was one of those moments where she didn’t know why she was doing this. She just found herself in such a situation.

“Ma’am, what is it your want to talk to me about?”

“It’s simple, dear, and please call me Abaddon. You looked so distraught. I figured you needed a friend to talk to.” She smiled, pouring Starlight a cup of tea,

“I’m not much of a tea drinker.”

“It’s fine; tea has always been good for calming the nerves. It kills guilt, did you know that.” She smiled, more though she would place the tea kettle away for a second. Starlight looked at it for a minute, almost suspicious but looking over at the woman and seeing how beat up and hurt she was. She figured she wouldn’t be able to do something. Besides, Starlight imagined she had more weight behind her if something truly went wrong. She was sure she could run for it.

“So Starlight, that is your name; what is it you desire?” The woman said, giving a calming smile leaning in, trying to keep a warm demeanor though something about it just seemed so off about it. Starlight wasn’t sure.

“Well, I just wanted to help, that's all.”

“Oh no, I could imagine that you’re a fine soul. A good soul that needs leading down the correct path.” The woman moved, spinning her tea more, while she watched Starlight more confused.

“Yeah, I guess so. I just— I’ve made mistakes, doing things I shouldn’t have done, and I want to be forgiven, but. He won’t. I shouldn’t push him, But… I’m a terrible person.” She looked depressed by this. Now sure what to even say though the woman moved in closer.

“It’s never too late, as it’s said in the good book, he provides, he protects and does love all his children. Even the sinners, am I right.” She smirked more while Starlight tried sliding back every instinct that was telling her to get away from this woman at all cost. Though for the time, it seemed like she couldn’t find herself pushed deeper into the chair.

“I just… I want to be forgiven, given a second chance. My fathers are gone. I don’t know where he is or what happened to him. I want the truth. I want to know where he could have gone. That’s all, but it feels like no matter what I try or even do. It’s never going to happen. I’m bound for failure.” Starlight cried, feeling herself stuffed down into the chair, tears rolling down her eyes for the longest time, while The mysterious woman moved in closer. That smile was unseen as she looked down on the girl.

“Well, how about I help you? I’ve been known for doing a few things. But you’ll have to do something for me.”

“What, what are you talking about.” Starlight said, her eyes turning puffy while listening to the woman's words.

“I want you to just say yes and agree to the terms, and in return, I’ll help you learn the truth about your father and where he is. Find the forgiveness you’ve been searching for.”

“What do I need to do?” Starlight found herself asking, her heart pounding louder, not sure what she would need to do. However, the strange woman leaned in and whispered into her ear.

“Just let me in, and let me do all the work. That’s all you’re going to need to do.” The woman let a soft coo into Starlight's ear as she looked over, taking a deep breath as she would begin making her decision.

Dusk groaned as he pushed the bales of hay off to the other side. His muscles are burning. His legs hurt as he tried not to fall. Gilda would have loved this workout he imagined. Heck, he imagined without some of the training the valkyrie had put him through, he wouldn’t have gotten as far as he did for the last three hours. His eyes looked over at the large pule cursing the damn bullman.

Dusks heart skipped a beat as he realized one thing. Though at the same time, he thought of Applejack, thinking of her and what she’d done for him. She was helping his sorry ass out for better or worst. A part of him wondered if he was even going to be alive now if not for her. His heart fluttered as he thought of her.

Dusk loved Applejack, and he loved her more than anything. However, a single thought came down. Was falling in love with her. Was this Love? Or could it be Lust?

I wonder, Master Shine, are you worried about that? He turned around quickly as he suddenly noticed someone standing on the shoulders.

“Who’s there!” he called out, dropping the hay barrel and looking towards the woman who remained away from the sun. He got over closer. Curiosity ran past him when he realized it was none other than Bellatrix. The Vampire Queen.

“Bellatrix, what are you doing here?” He asked, rather shocked since he wasn’t sure someone like her could handle being in a place like this.

“Didn’t I tell you to call me Trixie? But besides that, I sense you were confused about something and thought I could be of some assistance. Though before you ask. No, I’m not here, that mark I left on you. Let’s say I added a bit of my essence within you. So that if you ever felt confused or trapped. I’ll be able to communicate with you, give you the advice you might ask.”

“I guess… I wish you told me about this, and it’s kind of freaky.”

“Oh, don’t complain, my good man, now please tell me what’s got you so bothered it summoned me here.” She watched him, and for a second, Dusk found that her eyes glowed a crimson red.

“Honestly, I don’t know, and I guess in some sense my life is just— I don’t know, I guess I have my doubts. Like being here, My life is getting better, but a part of me feels like I don’t deserve this. Hell, I shouldn’t be here; maybe I should get back to the Bordello. Then there are my feelings, how I feel for Applejack. I hardly know much about here but a few things, and she has given up a lot; she’s taken a bullet for me.” He shook his head slightly while he grabbed the bale struggling to pick it up but eventually, he got it over there, hunching over breathing hard. His heart is pounding.

“Jesus Christ, What is wrong with me?” Dusk groaned, putting his face against the straw, feeling it scratching his face.

“You’re mortal; in some cases, I feel jealous, those feeling you have. Vampires like myself have trouble understanding empathy, being the worst. We can’t survive if we have it since we must feed. But your case, You seem to be overthinking.”

“Yeah, how so; I just know I don’t know what I’m doing. What should I do? I feel worthless.” He slapped his head in frustration.

“You need to let it go, and don’t treat yourself like that; No one disrespects the master of the Bordello, not even the master himself. Now please come over.” Dusk found himself doing that, moving towards the predatory creature.

“So what should I even do? There’s so much?”

“I can’t tell you that, you’ll have to figure it out, but you must take your own experience and master it. It’s all I can say, the past is gone and you can move onwards. Don’t be like Keys.”

“Didn’t you respect and say Keys was a good man.”

“I have, but it doesn’t mean Keys was perfect. He was a man, he lived in regrete he hated himself for betraying his own country. Infact I think him being the master of the Bordello was a redemption.”

“Redemption, for what he hanged around with beautiful woman, doing what he could and living an easy life.”

“Master Shine, has your time been easy since you became the runner of the Bordello?”

“No, but.”

“No buts, the Bordello it tests its Masters, and you are no different Keys wasn’t ether; he had his trials. It was his redemption. If it makes sense.”

“I guess, though, It’s hard; I just don’t want to fail anyone.” He sighed, looking towards the beautiful vampiress.

“Than don’t everyone fails, don’t expect yourself to be any different. After all, you’re only human… Unless you want to become an immortal, I could kindly change that. Though it won’t mean you won’t fail.” Trixie reached down, caressing his cheek. That seductive smile grew on her face as she licked her lips revealing her fangs.

Dusk stood there for a minute, the thought of being immortal ringing in his ears, almost wanting it. No, he wanted that as he felt his throat dry, his legs killing him. Dusk wanted to say yes, but when he opened his mouth, the only words that came out were while he was close.

“I just can’t. I’m sorry.”

“Very well, though take what I consider, you’re only human. But you’ve got it within you to be better. Every generation of Bordello masters has surpassed the last one.” She smirked while the shadows slowly consumed around her. But before she left. She said this.

“Good luck, maybe one day I’ll have you in my collection,” Trixie smirked as she vanished smoke emanating from the spot she had once been.

“Well, that was helpful.” Dusk sighed as he turned to get over and started getting back to work. A hard hiss as he felt his side hurting. He needed to take a break. That was when he moved over, sitting down—taking slow breaths as he tried relaxing.

That was when he heard the screeching; his head turned around, seeing a significant dark figure, as it suddenly swooped down attacking him. Dusk cried out in surprise as he suddenly found himself pushed down into the ground and face filled with large brushing breasts. Dusk found himself pulling back his head, hitting against the cold, dusty ground while looking up. Straddling him was none other than a woman, or a kind of woman. She had long moth-like wings big eyes that seemed to not blink with a shocked look plastered on her face, though the antenna’s on her forhead was definetly a shocker as she sat on him naked her dark hard nipples pointing down at him.

“Um hello there?” Dusk asked the creature who only stared at him for a good minute. Her head-turning sideways while seeming to barely understand him.

“Well, I’m Dusk. Would you mind getting off me?” he asked, trying to give a light smile as he watched her clicking.

“Dusk?” The moth spoke a calm, innocent voice, her head moving around, almost popping her wings fluttering.

“Yeah, I’m Dusk, and you are?” He wondered, looking towards her for a minute, figuring this would end in only so many ways while the bug creature fluttered off him. Standing. It took him a moment to realize that the way she stood, it looked like she had a pair of heels on. She stood what looked to be five foot nine, with an hourglass frame. Her antennas moved around lightly as she finally said something.

“Name is Kira. Kira.” The Mothwoman said, her antennas moving around as she moved in closer. At the same time, she seemed to be examining Dusk. More surprised by it.

“Um, nice to meet you, Kira.” He hoped he pronounced it correctly, though it seemed the Mothwoman wasn’t paying attention as she suddenly grabbed his shirt and started nibbling it. She was chewing on it with joy.

“Kira Likes you.” She bit down more, seeming happy as Dusk just gave her a look that said; What the fuck? Though he pulled back.

“Um, Kira, could you not eat my shirt.”

“But the shirt tastes good to Kira, nice cotton.” She gripped it almost like she was close to ripping the damn thing off.

“Well, I kind of need it. How about we make a deal?”

“Deal? What kind of Deal? What do you want from Kira?” The Moth woman said her wings buzzing quickly as she looked like she was floating off the ground.

“Well how about this if you help me out and get these bales of hay moved around I’ll give you my shirt.” He cursed at the idea this was one of his favorite shirts though he figured finishing the work might be able to give him a break especially stopping his leg from hurting

“Deal, deal Kira, agrees.” Kira the Mothwoman smiled while buzzing over towards the other side of the barn. She reached over grabbing the bales two at a time one on each hand as she started going back and forth making it to the other side.

Dusk was rather shocked watching her do it with such ease as he headed over lifting his own he would continue doing it.
- One thing that was for sure, Kira was by far a good help getting the job finish.