Primal Masquerade (Closed for Kaena)

Valas was surprised when Shayra made to try and pull him against her. He resisted at first, mostly out of sheer unfamiliarity. He'd of course soaked in a bath before, but he'd never been in one with a woman, and even if he had been in one with a woman before, she certainly wouldn't have been pulling him against her. While he did pull away from her touch initially, he did finally move back of his own volition, but there was a lot of tension in his body, especially when she slid her hand down his chest between his legs. He knew that she could order him to remain still if she wanted, but he still had one potential defense mechanism to fight against what she planned to do.

"You were wrong when you said that I am no better than your other slaves." Valas started simply, trying to distract Shayra away from the hand that was reaching between his spread legs. "Whether you brought me to your bed is irrelevant. You bought me because I can challenge you in a way that nobody else can. You can claim different if you want, but we both know the truth. I am unlike any slave you've ever had and likely will ever have again."
 
Shayra wasn’t surprised when he resisted her pulling him back against her. She could feel him tense up beneath her touch. She lightly trailed her fingers along his inner thigh as she listened to him. What he was saying was true. He was unlike any other slave she had ever owned before and she did enjoy the way he challenged her.

“What you say has some level of truth to it,” she admitted. “But, it doesn’t change the fact that you are my slave and it is my decision what I do with you. In that way you are no better than any other slave I have had in the past. I will not tolerate being questioned on my orders, whether they are menial or not.”

With these words she allowed her hand to encircle his cock and slide down to the tip, her other hand teasing lightly at his nipple. She knew he had been trying to distract her away from what she was doing, but she wasn’t going to fall for the bait.
 
"Be that as it may..." Valas started softly as his body started to respond to Shayra's attentions once more. "I know for a fact that you don't want a doormat of a slave." His breathing got heavier as he felt her hand glide down his now fully erect cock. This time, though, he was not to be undone. He did as he expected few people would have done in his place and tried to turn around. He was surprised when she let him do it, but took full advantage of his new position.

With Shayra's hand still stroking his hard cock, he leaned close and dipped his own hand beneath the water. "I bet you would enjoy yourself more if you left the common work to the common slaves and let me do that which I Was born to do..." He dared to lean in close and brush his cheek against her neck as he let his fingers dip between her thighs. "And what you bought me for. Can you honestly say that you didn't enjoy watching me fight and kill those men?" His fingers dipped between the outer lips of her sex, already so heated that he could feel it, even in the already warm water. "Wouldn't you enjoy flaunting your purchase in front of your friends, betting on my fights against the best they can muster, and then showing them the other showing them how I bend to your every whim and desire before their very eyes?"
 
Shayra could feel his body begin to respond to her touch, therefore she was surprised when he turned around to face her. Instead of letting his cock go, she just shifted her position slightly so she could continue stroking him as he talked, shivering as his breath deepened.

She hadn’t expected him to be so forward as to dip his fingers under the water and against her already willing sex. As soon as he touched her, she arched towards him, a soft moan escaping her lips. With his body so close to her and his cheek against her neck, she was finding it hard to concentrate on what he was saying.

Placing a hand on his wrist and pushing him back a little, she was able to focus once more. Taking a deep breath, she contemplated what he was saying. Had she actually enjoyed watching him kill those other men. When she really thought about it, it wasn’t the killing of the men she had enjoyed, it was watching him in action.

“I am not one who revels in the death of others,” she said coolly, moving his hands away from her body and guiding them to the back of the tub, so he could hold onto it. “I didn’t buy you for an arena trophy I can brag about. I bought you because I recognize your skills. Though I enjoy the thought of showing others how you bend to my every whim and desire, I also want someone I know will protect me, even if it is just out of fear of what will happen to you if anything happens to me. My family has many enemies and I fear some day, my skills might not be enough to save me or my family.”

Moving to her knees, she leaned into him and kissed along his neck, her hand going between his legs once again as her hot mouth moved down his chest to where she took his nipple in her mouth. Though she had not ordered him to leave his hands on the back of the tub, she wondered if he would understand what she wanted or even bother to obey her.
 
Seeing Shayra respond to his touch and ministrations brought a different kind of smile to Valas' lips. Despite the misfortunes that he had with woman, being a drow male and all, he did still enjoy the female form and did take some legitimate delight in bringing pleasure to women.

Despite the thoughts rolling around his head, Valas did not stop Shayra from pushing him backwards and setting his hands on the outside of the tub. He heard her words, and an immediate response did come to mind. He didn't have an opportunity to voice it just then, though, because she went on the offensive once more. He felt her lips on his neck, her hand on his cock, and then her mouth closing around one of his nipples.

Valas knew that Shayra wanted him to keep his hands on the outside of the tub, but this time he disobeyed her unspoken instruction. He closed his arms around her for just a couple seconds, holding her close as she suck on his nipple and stroke his cock.

After a few solid seconds of enjoying Shayra's attentions, Valas acted once more. He moved his hands to her shoulders and pushed her backwards. He moved to his knees in front of her, just as she'd done to him. "I can show you how to protect yourself better than anyone else can, and I will be there to protect you..." Valas whispered heatedly against her neck before he closed his lips on the pulse point of her neck and sucked hard. His hand dipped beneath the water again, this time moving directly between her thighs and sliding up and down her slit. "I would kill your enemies, spare anybody you want spared, and shine in front of others as no other slave could."
 
Shayra knew once he placed his arms round her that he didn’t intend to obey her unspoken order to keep his hands on the tub. She was just about to protest being held against him when he let go and pushed her back as he got to his knees. Deciding to see where he was going with it, she held her reprimand, making a mental note of his actions to use against him later.

“That’s my point,” she was barely able to acknowledge his words before her breath caught in her throat at the feel of his mouth on her neck. She arched once again at the feel of his finger sliding along her slit, her moan echoing through the chamber. She allowed him to tease her for a few minutes before she took control of the situation again. With a lustful growl, she pushed him back against the tub, pinning him against the side as she went for his neck. First she grazed her teeth lightly against the skin before mirroring his own actions and drawing the skin above the pulse point on his neck until her mouth.

Reaching her hand down to encircle his cock once more, she raised her head so her silver eyes met his. “I have no doubt you can shine as no other slave can as a warrior,” she said breathlessly, moving so she was straddling his waist, her wet sex sliding teasing along his cock. “But don’t let it make you forget your place.” Guiding his cock into her pussy, she moaned loudly as she felt herself being filled with his hardness.

“Since you don’t want to obey unspoken orders,” she said, moving slowly up and down his cock. “I have one order for you. You will not come until I allow it. Believe me, you will begging me before you will find any kind of release.”
 
Even as he felt himself pushed back against the side of the tub once more, Valas was smiling inwardly. It was hard to keep the smile off of his lips as he could tell that Shayra's emotions were getting the better of her. Her hand on his cock and her teeth and lips on his neck pulled soft gasps from him.

Valas could feel the heat coming off of Shayra's aroused sex as he felt her straddle him in the tub. His violet gaze still held strong as he felt her tease her opening with his length before finally sinking down upon him. She moaned like a whore as she took him deep once more, but unlike before, he wasn't nearly as drained as he had been the night before. Quite the opposite rather.

"Just the one order then?" Valas asked teasingly as he leaned his upper body into hers, feeling her hard nipples against his chest as he sucked at her neck once more. His arms closed around her as a smile came to his lips, a smile he would hide immediately if his head was ever pulled back from her neck. His hands slid over and massaged her back as she continued to fuck herself on him.
 
Shayra knew she was letting her desire control her, but in the moment she didn’t care. The feel of his cock buried deep inside her, mixed with his mouth on her next pushed her to the next level. She moaned wantonly, riding him slowly, her breath quickening. Even though she was trying to keep the pace slow, it wasn’t long before she was close to coming.

Placing her hands on the tub behind his head, she used the leverage to move faster on his cock. In a brief moment of clarity she thought she felt him smile against her neck and it almost gave her pause, but at that point she was too far gone. Her body wanted release and there was no stopping at this point. Crying out she came, her juices flowing down over his cock into the now cooling bath water.

She shuddered as she came down from the high but instead of pulling off his cock as she normally would of, she couldn’t to straddle his waist as she sat back, resting against his legs. She chastised herself mentally for letting herself get carried away and took stock of the situation. As much as she could feel that his body was enjoying her attention, it didn’t appear as if he was as worked up as she had expected him to be. He either was really good at hiding his desire or it was going to take more to get him to the point of arousal she wanted him at.

Smiling at him, she moved to kiss his neck once again, her teeth grazing the skin before she bit him, a lustful growl escaping her lips. Moving away from his neck, she kissed down is chest and took one of his nipples in her mouth, her tongue teasing and hot against his skin.
 
It was impossible for Valas not to feel Shayra's release on his cock, even with the water desensitizing him a little bit. He could feel the gush of warmth after her wanton cry, and it kept that smile on his face. His hands held her shaking body as she quaked on his lap.

"What happened there?" Valas asked with mocking concern. Did you wear yourself out already? What a shame. You'll never make me beg like that. Did you need some help?"

Even as Valas spoke, he felt Shayra using her lips and teeth on his neck once more. It was an admirable effort, but he suspect that she was a bit more tired than she was letting on. He decided that he would test the waters a little bit. He braced his hands on either side of the tub, and while he enjoyed her attentions on his nipples, he thrust his hips upwards and drove his cock into her. He inwardly hoped that she'd be hypersensitive from her own orgasm, and he was curious how she'd react.
 
Shayra pretended to ignore his mocking tone. She knew he was trying to get to her and now that her head had cleared it wasn’t going to work. The feel of his cock between her legs was a minor distraction now that she had came. She knew her body well. Once she had come it would take awhile for her to get to the edge again, even though her pussy was still sensitive.

She couldn’t help cry out a little when he drove his cock deeper inside her, but she had to smile at his attempt. He wasn’t going to get the upper hand this time. Tightening her knees around his waist, she made it harder for him to move as she resumed her teasing of his nipple with her tongue.

“It takes more than this to wear me out,” she said with a soft growl as she moved her hips, allowing her pussy to slide along his cock. “I wouldn’t be so cocky if I were you. What I cannot do with my body alone, I can use magic for. I can make you regret mocking me.”
 
It was impossible for Valas to not enjoy the challenge, especially with the physical sensations he was milking from her body at the same time. The cry that she gave when he thrust up into her only sent him sailing higher.

Shayra's words only made Valas laugh as he continued to move his hips and thrust up into her as best he could. "Oh, and what can your magic do right now, eh? I'm not trying to hurt you or anything, just follow your order."
 
Valas’ laugh made Shayra shake her head. It was obvious he was enjoying what was going on but wasn’t really taking her seriously. She moved with him as he attempted to thrust up into he, keeping control of the pace at which they moved. Her pussy clenched tightly around his cock as she rocked on him, her mouth continuing to explore his neck and chest.

“There is much more to my magic than what the collar can do,” she said as she nibbled on his ear. Though she could have used the collar to simply order his arousal, she decided to instead use her magic to intensify the feel of her touch on his body. Running her hand down his chest, her silver gaze rose to meet his as she whispered an ancient spell. She could feel her magic giving her strength to resist him further, but lower his own inhibitions at the same time.

“You will learn eventually that I am not one who tolerates being mocked,” she said, dipping her head once more to kiss along his neck as she began to ride him slowly again.
 
Valas was slightly surprised when Shayra had enough presence of mind to move with him as he tried to thrust up into her again, but he was more focused on her words. He did naturally expect something of the sort, but he was curious in what form the magic would take. He would need to learn everything about the magic that bound him if he was to have a chance at eventual escape.

When Shayra spoke again, the words actually sounded somewhat familiar. It sounded like something he'd heard the drow tortures use when they were working on one of their victims. He didn't have too much time to think much more beyond that, though, because the second the words were out of her mouth, he let out a soft gasp.

Valas had naturally been aware of the feeling of his cock buried inside of Shayra, but when he seemed to be able to feel her body giving way before his cock as he entered her. The feeling of it, and the realization of what he was feeling almost had his eyes rolling into the back of his head. His body suddenly started to undulate against hers, subtlety trying to work with her. He could also feel the tight way in which she clenched around his penetrating cock as she lifted off of him.

"Ooh ooh ooh ooh OOH!" Valas gasped again and again as every bit of pleasure he felt was amplified, right down to the feel of her kisses along his neck. His entire body quaked as his arms wrapped around her once more. He wasn't trying to guide her in any way, or even hold her to him, but rather was just clutching her to him as a form of stability as his mind and body soared beyond anything he'd known before. He seemed to be feeling everything she was doing all over his body as electricity seemed to shoot through his body back and forth only to be rekindled by the next thing he did. His body was riding constant high that began and ended in his achingly hard and throbbing cock buried inside her hot and relenting body.
 
Shayra could tell by his gasp that her magic had been successful in its purpose. She smiled with this knowledge as she continued to ride his cock, her knees holding him as still as she possibly could. The feel of his body squirming beneath her would have normally sent her close to the edge, but her magic was also serving it’s purpose for her as well. She was aware of his hard cock inside her and his body pressed against her, but until she wanted to she would be able to ignore it and use her body as a weapon against him instead.

She laughed softly at his gasps as he wrapped his arms around her again. She knew he was just desperately trying to hold onto some kind of composure as she played his body like a fine tuned piano. She alternate her speed on his cock between slow and fast, riding the waves of his body. Her hot mouth continued to attack his neck and ear, her teeth grazing along his skin. Placing her hand on his chest, she rolled his nipple lightly between her finger before looking up to meet his violet gaze once more. What she say there spoke volumes. She had him right where she wanted him, whether he knew it or not.
 
Valas felt Shayra's legs holding his tight, and he even the slightest brush of her thighs against his sent a surge through him. That wasn't even counting the indescribable sensations coursing to and from his cock as she rode with. She varied her pace, clearly trying to keep him guessing even more, giving him nothing stable to mentally grasp onto. Even her mouth and fingers were assaulting his senses. Her fingers were rolling his nipple between them, but even his nipple felt like a tiny penis that she was playing with. Her tongue and teeth continued to work at his ear and his neck, further adding to the endless river of sensations that were coursing through his entire body, making it quiver violently beneath her as he clung to her with his arms.


Valas wasn't even sure how he managed to keep his eyes open, despite the intense sensations that were starting to overwhelm him. When she met his gaze, he could see the pleasure she was taking in what she was doing. Gone was the icy stare from before. She knew that she had won, and deep down he knew it too. The only thing left was to see how long he could hold out before he begged for release as she'd ordered,

As if on cue, Valas could feel the building sensation deep in his belly. It started small, but rapidly built and surged to his balls and up his cock. His body started to convulse even more as he felt himself about to cum. That sweet release didn't come though, and a new sensation emerged, pain. His body was so over-stimulated and begging for release that the unrelenting pleasure was too much for the most sensitive part of his body, and the combination of his hyper-sensitivity and the continued pleasure he couldn't stop soon had him flinching and gasping for breath.

Valas shamelessly broke eye contact with Shayra as he pulled her close, clinging to her as he continued to convulse. "T-t-too much no more need to cum need to cum NEED TO CUM PLEASE MAY I CUM?!?!?!" His words came out in a jumbled stuttery mess, and it took every ounce of his failing strength to finally say the last bit as loud as he could in that moment. His mind was breaking from the simultaneous feeling of the pain and pleasure, and she was the only one that could save him.
 
The feel of his body undulating beneath her and the desperate way he clung to her body sent a thrill of excitement through Shayra’s body. She knew she had finally won the battle of wills he had started with her. True she had to use some of her magic to get what she wanted but it was a means to the end. A display to him of what she was capable of and a way to finally break his unreadable composure.

Shayra knew he was close to the edge and she smiled to herself. As she felt his body convulse with what should have been sweet release, she wondered how long it would be before he begged her to let him come. It didn’t take too long for him to break. As soon as he pulled her closer and the words came tumbling from his mouth, Shayra released her magic on herself, allowing her body to enjoy the sensations of his moving beneath her.

Leaning into him as he finally squeaked out the begging words she wanted to hear, she kissed his neck and began to ride him faster. Her breath came in gasps as she quickly moved to the point of no return and she almost forgot his pleading request as she reached the peak.

“Come with me my pet,” she managed to barely say as the throws of orgasm took her. Holding onto his shoulders, her nails dug into his skin as she rode him hard and fast to completion.
 
The kiss that Shayra pressed to Valas' neck likely would have meant more to him than anything and everything else she was doing at that time, if he had any presence of mind at all. As it was, it was just another sensation assaulting his body.

Shayra's voice cut through everything that Valas was feeling, just like had happened when his body was being wracked with pain the previous night. Her specific words acted as a floodgate of sorts, unleashing all of the pressure he had built up. His fingers dug into her back as her nails dug into his, adding another layer of pain to his already beleaguered mind and body.

The very next plunge down of Shayra's body was all that Valas' body needed, and as he clutched to her, his cock exploded with his orgasm. His seed flowed freely from him for several seconds, being milked from his body by not only his own clenching muscles, but her motions as well. The sensation of it passing the truly abused and sensitive tip of cock had him literally quaking, despite how hard he was clutching himself to her. Even when the steady stream ebbed, his orgasm wasn't finished. Their continued motions caused several more strong spurts of his hard-earned seed to gush from him before he was finally more sated than he had ever been before and collapsed back against the side of the tub, literally gasping for breath.
 
Shayra revelled in the feel of him clutching to her as he came. It only added to her own pleasure, pushing her to a point of arousal she admittedly had never felt before. She continued to ride him as she felt the warmth of his seed fill her, her pussy clenching tightly on his slowly softening cock. When she finally came down from her orgasmic high, he let him cling to her as he rode out the final sensations of his own.

As he collapsed back against the tub, she collapsed on top of him, her gasps of breath mirror his. Her body shuddered softly as lay her head against chest and fought to regain her composure. When she was finally able to catch her breath, she pushed herself gently off him, his spent cock sliding from her body sending another shiver down her spine. Speaking an ancient spell, she released him from the magic she had used to intensify the sensations and moved back to the other side of the tub to clean herself off.

The tub water had cooled considerably but Shayra found it a relief. Her body was overheated from the intense orgasm she had just experienced and the cool water felt exhilarating. Quickly she washed off all traces of their carnal act and stepped out of the tub, wrapping a towel around her naked body. Looking down at him still in the tub, she smiled, admiring her handiwork.

“Get yourself cleaned up my pet,” she said softly, her voice firm but no longer holding the icy tone it did before. “I will wait for you in my chamber.” Leaving him in the tub, she left the room and moved to where she had laid her clothes out earlier, by her vanity. Dropping the towel on the floor, she sat naked at her vanity and started to brush her tangled hair as she waited for him to join her.
 
What should have been a good fuck and release after a long dry spell than even Valas knew was really nothing more than torture until Shayra spoke the command word that released him from the magic. Even after he was free, there was little he could do just then but stare at the wall or the ceiling as his body tried to recover from an assault that he could never have seen coming.

In the back of his mind, Valas heard Shayra speak, telling him to get cleaned up, but it took another several minutes before he was finally able to even start going about the task. With the intense sensations from the magic gone, his entire body was almost numb. He could feel the sensation of the cloth and his hands cleaning himself, but just barely

Even when the task was done and Valas slowly forced himself to his feet, he was cussing at himself in the privacy of his own mind. He hated that he'd been forced to beg for mercy twice in as many days, even if it was to be expected in a way. He was obligated to put up resistance, even knowing that his body alone could never overpower the magic and control that she wielded over him. It was a disgrace to show such weakness, but it did not come without some benefit. He'd learned another of her tricks, and like the previous ones, it seemed to be reliant on her ability to speak. It was another thing for him to file away in the back of his mind as he finally got out, dried himself off, and walked slowly out of the room to where he expected that she'd be waiting to order him to do another menial task.
 
Shayra had enough time to brush her hair and twist it into an elegant braid before he joined her in the next room. For a minute she wondered if she had drained him of all his energy and he was not going to be able to get himself cleaned up and come to her as ordered. When he finally walked slowly into the room, his body obviously still feeling the effects of what she had done to him, she allowed herself to glance appreciatively over his nude body before moving to get dressed.

Pulling on the clothes she had set out earlier, she tried to keep herself from getting distracted by his naked body and the memory of what had just happened. Taking her daggers from their box, she slid them into a special belt she had made for them and then pulled on a soft pair of knee high leather boots to finish her outfit.

Once she had finished dressing, she looked over at where he stood once again. As much as she loved the sight of his nude body, she knew it would be too distracting to go about her daily tasks if she kept him that way. Taking a box out of her closet, she set it on the bed and took off the lid, revealing several male clothing items.

“Since I am going to be needed outside this bedchamber today, and I want you to be with me at all times, it only seems fitting that you get dressed. You can choose anything you wish to wear in this box. Once you are dressed, I will fit you with a set of cuffs. I am not taking any chances with you today.”

Taking a seat once again at her vanity, Shayra waited for him to get dressed, wondering what type of clothes he would chose from those she provided.
 
It wasn't until Valas got into the room with Shayra and saw that she had yet to get dressed that he realized how little time had passed while he'd been in the tub. It genuinely surprised him because of just how drained he still felt. As it was, though, he was now lucky enough to be here to see Shayra get dressed. While he was admittedly sad to see her body covered by clothes, it did mean that his body was going to get the break that it very much needed.

Though he watched Shayra go to the closet, pull the box out of it, and put it on the bed, Valas still started a little when she spoke. He'd been shamelessly watching her body as she got dressed and retrieved the box. His brow lifted with a hint of curiosity at her words, but only because she was actually giving him a choice. A small smile came to his face as he considered the loin cloth that he'd worn the day before. He wondered how she would feel about that, but did decide against it, albeit it after at least a little consideration. Only when he finally dismissed the loin cloth as an option did he move towards the bed to look into the box.

Valas was genuinely surprised at the variety of choices that were presented to him, and while it was also tempting to go with one of the more elaborate outfits, he ended up choosing a simple but comfortable pair of cotton pants with simple string ties at the front and a shirt of similar fabric. The shirt had no buttons and had to be pulled over the head to be worn, but was both comfortable and easy to move in. He had to be ready to move and react to people and threats around him which definitely meant that he needed to be in more comfortable clothing.

It would already have taken Valas a bit more time than normal to get dressed, even with the simple outfit that he'd chosen, but he took even more time to perform the task. His reason was simple enough. He knew that Shayra was watching him, and he couldn't help but linger even in such a simple task in the hopes that her body would respond in it's own way and hopefully make her a bit less comfortable while they were out and about and she'd be unable to do what she wanted to quell the flames.

"Is there some specific way you would want me to address you when we're out of the room?" Valas asked simply when he finally pulled the shirt over his head. He didn't even know her name, but he doubted that mattered. It was likely that she wasn't going to want him to call her by her name when they were out of the room anyway. He expected he'd learn it today, though, likely because somebody around her would say it.
 
Shayra had felt his eyes on her as she dressed. Though he might not admit it, it was obvious that he was attracted to her. She returned the favor, her eyes glancing appreciatively over his nude body as he took his time choosing his clothes and getting dressed. She knew he was trying to distract her with nudity and if she hadn't been fully satiated it most likely would have worked, but for the time being she had enough self control to ignore her attraction to him and just appreciate his body for the fine specimen it was.

She was surprised when he passed over the more expensive and elaborate clothing and chose a simple shirt and pants. She had expected him to choose clothing that matched his cocky attitude but she realized it made more sense for him to choose comfortable and loose fitting clothing that would allow him room to move easier to defend himself if he needed to.

She reluctantly pulled her eyes away from his body when he spoke. His question made her realize that she had never given him her name. She smiled at his question. She knew he probably wasn’t going to like her answer, only because he didn’t seem the type to take easily to someone being master over him.

“Since you will probably hear my name somewhere today, I will let you know I am Shayra. But, you will call me Mistress and nothing else,” she said, picking up pair of leather cuffs that were sitting on her vanity. The cuffs were another item infused with her magic, intended not for her own safety but for those they would encounter during the day.

“ Come here ,” she ordered, reaching out for his hand. “You will wear these cuffs until I am certain you are not going to try to hurt anyone or escape. Though I can just order you to do what I want, I am not going to make a puppet out of you, therefore I do need to take precautions. Be warned though. They have been infused with magic as well, so don’t test me.”
 
Valas couldn't stop the chuckle that Shayra's words pulled from him. Her choice of title was as understandable as it was predictable and far from a surprise. Despite his reaction to her choice of title, he did go to her when she bade him to, though.

"More magic then eh?" Valas asked rhetorically with a smirk as he lifted his wrists to look at the cuffs. The seemed similar to the collar that she had around his neck, and while he wondered if it might not be easier to leave him here, he also knew that it wasn't so. With her gone it would be easy enough to try and send people here to kill him. So as much as he hated to admit it, he was safer with her than not.

"Well, I hope that they will at least let me defend myself..." Valas started before letting his words sort of trail off. When he finally let his hands fall back to his sides, he met her gaze once more.

"Where are we off to today anyway?" Valas pointedly avoided using her name or any pronoun that would force him to use the title she'd given him, or worse force the collar to force him to use it. He'd need to be careful in how he spoke, but just maybe he could avoid using the word that she'd clearly chosen as a means of superiority and humiliation.
 
Any euphoria Shayra was feeling from their coupling instantly vanished at the sound of his chuckle, even though in a way it has been expected. It brought her back to the reality that he still thought of her as lower than him, even though she was the one that was the Mistress and he was her slave. Her demeanour towards him instantly cooled as she fixed the cuffs around his wrists.

Raising her eyes to meet his she took a deep breath before speaking, allowing him time to address her properly. She frowned when he failed to do so, seeming to go out of his way to skirt around having to use her title. As much as it would have given her satisfaction in the moment to force the word from his lips, she had business to attend to and was not in the mood to deal with his attitude. It was something she would address when they were alone again at the end of the day.

“You will be able to defend yourself well enough,” she replied, pausing for a moment to decide if she wanted to attach the cuffs together by the chain that came with them, or leave him free to move about. In the end she decided to leave them loose, a decision she hoped she would not regret later.


“Since my mother is still sickly, I need to ensure the needs of the household are met,” she replied, turning towards the door. “Since my father most likely returned from his travels some time in the night, I will be required to join him and my brother for breakfast. From there, we shall see where the day takes us. I must warn you though, my father has a deep hatred of drow elves and he will not take kindly to you. You will remain respectful to him, no matter the situation, do you understand?”

Not waiting for an answer, Shayra opened the door and stepped into the hallway, shooing away the guards that rushed forward to her side when they saw Valas. Motioning him forward, she walked quickly down the hallway, her mind racing on what she was going to tell her father to justify what she had done.
 
Valas found himself surprised when Shayra didn't force him to say the word that he knew she wanted to hear. She seemed preoccupied with something, though, and it didn't take long for him to find out what it was. He had wondered whether she was a queen who shared the throne with her brother, or potentially just a princess while he was king. Hearing about first her mother then her father, though, told him that while she was a princess, her brother wasn't the king.

The mention of Shayra's mother being ill did bring the obvious question to Valas' mind, but he had as much time to put a voice to it as he did to answer her question about whether he understood her words, none. She turned away from him and opened the door. It was impossible to stop the smile that came to Valas' lips when he saw the guards start to move toward him when he made to step out of the door. Seeing the surprise and fear that his presence caused never got old.

Valas wasn't yet sure whether he was going to respect Shayra's wishes when it came to her father. It would likely be an easy way to get himself killed if that was his desire. He would have to decide that when the time came. Meanwhile, he simply followed behind her, letting his gaze pan back and forth, trying to get used to the layout of his surroundings.
 
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