how do i overtake him just for a little bit?

[DemonicAngel]

she stood at His side, waiting for Him to speak....

"My elisbetta, I see that you have met My guest." He gestured as He introduced the two girls, "elisabetta, this is thegirl; thegirl, this is elisabetta."

He bent down, tilted thegirl's head aside, and examined her neck. Upon finding the two piercings clean and on the mend, He let go of her and proceeded to His chair before the fire. Once settled, He produced a novel and began reading....

 

[thegirl]

Emotions raged through thegirl as she sat on the floor. The fire burned a hole right through her heart and seared her very essence. She watched the flames take hold of her, tossing her to the side like the wind tosses the leaves. She watched a part of her burn up in the flames, as she danced around her mind, working out each problem. What to do? What did He want? What about her, friend or foe? She gazed at the flames even more intently as the thoughts marched through her head. One by one, she dealt with them. This thought goes here, that thought goes there, each one in its place, as a good list and bad list formed. She put each list away, for later use, when she knew more about herself and her new life.
Squaring her shoulders, she glanced about the room. elisabetta was staring at her. thegirl looked back, not knowing what to think. She gave her a half smile, weary from the fighting. Then she looked at Him. He was just sitting, reading, just like any other man, but He was not like any other man.
Suddenly, and without warning, she found herself kneeling in front of Him, head bowed, motionless, ready to run if need be, but waiting to see His reaction to her surrender, half fearful, and half expectant.

 

[DemonicAngel]

He was just sitting, reading, just like any other man, but He was not like any other man.
Suddenly, and without warning, she found herself kneeling in front of Him, head bowed, motionless, ready to run if need be, but waiting to see His reaction to her surrender, half fearful, and half expectant.

He looked down at her groveling form and then returned His eyes to His reading. she would have to wait; she would have to demonstrate patience before He would even recognize her.

He beckoned elisabetta to come sit with Him awhile, patting His thigh where she ought to sit....

 

[Angels_Own]

she had stood behind Him as He sat there reading, staring intently at thegirl, wondering what the little fool would do next. she was quite surprised when she saw the half-smile she gave her, and even more shocked to see her crawl to and then kneel at Masters feet. she wasn't at all surprised, however, when he didn't acknowledge her kneeling there. she, herself, had been in that position many times before, and knew firsthand that thegirl better well show some patience and respect.

"He beckoned elisabetta to come sit with Him awhile, patting His thigh where she ought to sit.."

elisabetta quickly stepped from behind the chair and sat on His lap, thrilled at the invitation to do so. she rested her arm around His shoulders, and without making eye contact, whispered "thank You Sir". her heart was pounding, partly because of all that had just taken place, but more from being so close to Him. His mere presence illicited all sorts of stirrings within her.....happiness, joy, pride at being His, always arousal and yes, even fear. As she sat there, she looked down at thegirl on her knees before Him, and wondered. she wondered what would become of thegirl. Would she prove to be worthy of the Master, or would her insolence and hautiness be too much for Him? And if she DID prove worthy, and He decided to keep her, what would that mean for elisabetta? Would He choose her over elisabetta? Suddenly, a coldness enveloped her and she had to close her eyes to stave off such thoughts. No! she would not think about that. she would merely do as He commanded, trusting Him and knowing that He would always take care of her.

 

[da grunt]

Taps

This thread has stalled. Slysexkitten and Howling Ire haven’t been around for awhile. I’ve had fun playing interactively and will be immediately starting a new thread entitled ‘The Café Château’. It will be a place for all of us.

 

[shysexkitten]

Hey i havent been around lately and i apoligize for that but with the advances in the story i didnt really see a place for my character to come in so if anyone has any ideas and Da grunt i am estatic about the new thread your starting do share some details about what it will involve

 

[thegirl]

And if she DID prove worthy, and He decided to keep her, what would that mean for elisabetta?

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thegirl sat still, thinking. Wishing there had been a better introduction to elisabetta. she looked off into the blazing fire, sitting at the unknown Masters feet, and wished it had all been different.

The aches in her body were just begining to throb, and her mind still marveled at all she had been through. The fight within herself was less visible to someone looking at her. Her face had a relaxed look about it, one that belied the inner struggle. Her mind just kept up the constant battle, good vs. evil, right vs. wrong, desire vs. fear.

If a person looking at thegirl saw the look in her eyes, they would know more lurked behind this battle, this inner struggle. The struggle to discover her true worth in this Man's eyes, to give in and let Him have her totally, or allow the fear to take over and run. The battle in her mind raged, even as she looked into the flames and saw visions of her previous Master, and the passion she gave Him. She felt the flames return , and her heart beat increase, her pulse thundering in her ears, and suddenly ... she was tired. The tears began to flow, her shoulders sagged, and she licked her lips.......

 

[thegirl]

Waiting ... it was the worst punishment of all. The knowledge that she had hurt and offended Him, hurt her as well. She sat there, beside Him, crying and trying not to cry. She sat there, thinking....

After going over her actions in her mind and reflecting on her own behaviour, she changed her position from one of defeat to one of submission. Or at least she hoped it was submission, reflecting that she had not had any formal training in this and she was not at all sure what to do.

Kneeling on the floor, her thighs spread widely she allowed her chest to touch the floor. She then leaned forward to place her breasts and forehead against the floor, arms fully extended, palms down. Her ankles were crossed.

Then she waited, tears falling from her eyes, and remorse written in her body.

 

[da grunt]

invite

... Then she waited, tears falling from her eyes, and remorse written in her body.

Please tell me why you haven't joined us at the Chateau? Please consider this an invitation.

 

[DemonicAngel]

Kneeling on the floor, her thighs spread widely she allowed her chest to touch the floor. She then leaned forward to place her breasts and forehead against the floor, arms fully extended, palms down. Her ankles were crossed.

Then she waited, tears falling from her eyes, and remorse written in her body.

He looked down at thegirl, who lay trembling upon the floor in her proper place. He stood up and walked around her, fully circumspecting her body and demeanor. Perhaps she could behave herself, maybe she could learn. He decided He would keep her as His own.

"Elisabetta, see to it that thegirl is properly bound for travel and that our things are packed as well. I am assuming a new position at the Cafe Chateau and will be leaving here, this afternoon."

He retired to His private quarters to change into something suitable for His arrival at the chateau. Removing His clothes revealed His muscular body and pallor complexion. His shoulders were broad and upon closer inspection, one might mistake His long, pointed shoulder blades for wings. From His sturdy calves to His well-defined abs, His body had the appearance that it was chiseled from stone. He perched over His drawers like a colossal gargoyle.

He clothed Himself in riding pants and a high-collared waist coat, then strolled back to the main room to see how His girls were managing....

 

[thegirl]

He looked down at thegirl, who lay trembling upon the floor in her proper place. He stood up and walked around her, fully circumspecting her body and demeanor. Perhaps she could behave herself, maybe she could learn. He decided He would keep her as His own.

"Elisabetta, see to it that thegirl is properly bound for travel and that our things are packed as well. I am assuming a new position at the Cafe Chateau and will be leaving here, this afternoon."

, then strolled back to the main room to see how His girls were managing....

thegirl was secretly happy she had done something right. At least He had spoken of her, instead of ignoring her. It was the silence that seemed to bore down the hardest. She lay there, trembling, thinking she really was not sure what He wanted from her.

The two sides of her mind went back to battling again. One side wishing she could climb on His lap as Elisabetta had done and just feel some comfort and love from someone again, while the other side wished to run. "Bound me?" Her thoughts jumbled again, "Bound me????!!! What did He think i was going to do? Run naked?"

The other side piped up with, "Well, why not? You could run somewhere and get help! Find your clothes in the other room!"

She lay there, feeling His eyes on her, and it brought out more then just a feeling of desire in her, she felt a desire to learn to please Him. Could she, she wondered, as He left the room and Elisabetta began packing.

She asked very little from her, as she knew the items to pack better then thegirl did, so thegirl wondered the room. She looked at the book cases and ran her fingers over the titles. She found a set that she wished to take and packed them as well. Elizabetta shrugged and allowed that to pass, giving thegirl a small smile. She had noticed the set as Anne Rices The Vampire Chronicles. Maybe there was hope for thegirl after all. Elizabetta continued to work, but kept a close eyes on thegirl.

 

[Angels_Own]

She asked very little from her, as she knew the items to pack better then thegirl did, so thegirl wondered the room. She looked at the book cases and ran her fingers over the titles. She found a set that she wished to take and packed them as well. Elizabetta shrugged and allowed that to pass, giving thegirl a small smile. She had noticed the set as Anne Rices The Vampire Chronicles. Maybe there was hope for thegirl after all. Elizabetta continued to work, but kept a close eyes on thegirl.

"we shall not pack everything, that is not our job. we are to accompany the Master to His new estate. When i say 'heel', you will kneel beside my boot at once," Elisabetta instructed. "Heel!"

thegirl scampered across the floor and knelt beside Elisabetta, eager to learn. Elisabetta grabbed her by her collar and clasp her leash in place. Elisabetta then placed a ball gag inside thegirl's mouth and fastened it behind her head.

"i would not want your mouth to get you into trouble when we arrive," Elisabetta said with a smile.

When He returned, Elisbetta was ready to go, helping Him with His greatcoat, cane and tophat. Together they left, Elisabetta with her arm around His and thegirl's leash clasped in her other hand leading thegirl along.

 

[thegirl]

thegirl scampered across the floor and knelt beside Elisabetta, eager to learn. Elisabetta grabbed her by her collar and clasp her leash in place. Elisabetta then placed a ball gag inside thegirl's mouth and fastened it behind her head.

"i would not want your mouth to get you into trouble when we arrive," Elisabetta said with a smile.

thegirl was very despondent at this treatment. Never had anyone leased her. She had always been liked and well loved, and the pain in her heart became evident. It showed in her eyes. It showed in her body language. She had only wanted to be her friend. What had she done wrong?

As they left the old rooms behind, thegirl felt something beside her. She felt that calming presence of the stranger, holding her close, keeping her safe. She relaxed as this feeling followed her outside, as a new adventure began, and she smiled, just a little, knowing that dark presence was still with her.

She turned to look at the old place, whispering a goodbye, wondering what the new one would be like. What adventures were in store for her there and she sighed.

 

[thegirl]

She turned to look at the old place, whispering a goodbye, wondering what the new one would be like. What adventures were in store for her there and she sighed.

Turning to look behind her, thegirl slipped and fell, hitting her head on a rock. As she drifted into a dream-like state, she felt herself within a dark, dark black hall. The blackness overtook her, as she drifted along, unable to focus. The ball gag had been removed, how or when is another story, but still she could not speak. She could not feel, the nothingness within her world startled her.

Then the darkness began to lift, and her world shifted to a grey,... then off white.... then on to a white color of light. As she woke... she found herself in a new room, snuggled into a single bed, chiffon curtains drawn about her. The room was furnished with a dresser, wood carved end table, huge fully pillows along one wall, and bookcases around the other walls. The light pink walls shimmered in the morning light, and there was a blackout window that overlooked some dark woods.

As thegirl stretched, she felt the lump on her head, and a collar still about her throat, but she still lay naked under her covers.

Wondering what happened, she lay there taking in her new room. Then a voice said,

"Welcome home, girl...."

 

[WriterDom]

good luck