(Dang, missed the rape one...) Sex Slave!

[Assassin]

As Lady Kaila makes her exit I look at her nod my understanding and say, "Yes, m'lady."
Sitting down next to Callisa on the bed, a soft, caring, compassionate smile forms on lips, I look her body up and down before looking into her eyes.
"My little one, our mistress has urgent business she must attend to. I will remain here with you. I am not to take your virginity, Lady Kaila wishes that for herself."
Pulling the covers off of her chest, my hand brushes against one of her breasts. I lean forward, and kiss her lips, sucking her bottom lip into my mouth, nibbling and biting it gently, as my strong hands caress her breasts now, rolling her nipples between my thumb and forefinger.

 

[Destiny_Brent]

Callisa paused tentively then smiled, she allowed him to touch her, she was still shivering lightly but more out of excitement then fear. She let out a soft groan as he put his mouth to hers, nervously she tried to return the kiss. Uncertainly her hand drifted up to his shoulder letting her hands drift down his hard biceps. She felt a thrill course through her as she felt her nipple being twisted and turned. She cautiously put her tounge into his mouth exploring it, rubbing along his teeth.

[Edited by Destiny_Brent on 03-11-2001 at 05:18 PM]

 

[Destiny_Brent]

OOC: You guys still around?

 

[Assassin]

ooc: Yes I'm sorry I got called out of town for work... sigh. I just got back into town.

 

[Moonlight_33]

OOC: I was waiting on you guys. shall we pick up where we left off?

Lady Kaila

Lord Callous was awaiting Lady kaila in the main hall, his urgent buisness nothing more than the signing of some papers and putting forward complaints about bad workmanship from the curent slaves in the potting house.

She sighed heavily, rubbing her forehead as was her habbit when she was under stress. Explaing to him that you can not expect people, let alone slaves, to create quality pots if they weren't trained in doing so; and flogging them was really not an adiquite form of training, was a concept he just didn't seem to be able to grasp.

Signing the papers, she handed them back, calling him an over stuffed pompas ass under her breath and informing him that she would make a trip to check the potting out for herself in the morning. In the mean time, she had more important, and more enjoyable things to do.

Leaving him in the hallway, she made her way back to her bed chambers.

 

[Destiny_Brent]

OOC: Sorry that's ok, just wanted to make sure you guys didn't forget it...