Thread: Slaves of the house - Lingering Desire/Ryax

She was quick to call him Master, it was amusing to him as he was no real master, but he liked the feel of it either way. Her voice was soft, a hint of a lustrous nature long forgotten by repeated ownership and misuse, striking a chord in his heart as it washed over his being. It was amusing to see that she avoided his gaze, though still daring to sneak a peak, it was like she considered him a master in every way, even acting the part. It amused Leyland greatly. The negotiations to acquire this most excellent slave was over rather quickly, money and power were always good at persuading people, and his master had both in plenty. Entering the carriage, Gerland helped her up the stairs, trying to seat her on her seat, but she apparently enjoyed the floor a bit more. He sighed, helping her by pulling her back up and seating her on the seats. No slave of his would have it uncomfortable unless he told them to, and then it would always be for a good finish in the end. Leyland was sitting in the front with the 'driver', being a slave there was no way he would be allowed to sit inside the carriage unless it was a very special occasion. This wasn't special enough, but Gerland often shifted the rules for his slave Leyland, ending up more like a subordinate friend then a slave. It was crowded though, and Gerland wanted to take a good look at his new purchase to see what the pricey cost got him. Gerland was not as attentive as Leyland was to bodily exclamations, he needed rougher motions to be able to see them, he never noticed the slight creak that was her smile, while Leyland would have noticed it immediately. He stayed silent for the remainder of the trip, about an hour or two, studying his purchase to see what his master slave thought when he saw her. Of course he saw the luscious body of hers, though sullied slightly by her former masters, she was still a dangerous beauty that looked like she could please even the most well versed whores. He saw this to be fit for his master salve and good friend, but he didn't know that his slave saw more then just astounding beauty within this woman. Elizabeth still had her blindfold on tightly, she was not to be able to return in case she would want to flee, merely a security precaution to protect his investment. Leyland was conversing lightly with the carriage driver, his voice slipping through the creaks enough to let her know that he wasn't in there with him. The bell bauble plonked almost silently between her legs as the carriage jumped around slightly quite frequently. They continuously ran over cobblestone, both hard and muddy ground and gravel, the sound alone could help her in an escape if she wanted, but it would have been a long shot as the roads were many with the same combination of noises. Eventually they arrived at their mansion. It was situated in the middle of a large park, small lakes and ponds, various animals roaming free and beautiful trees and gardens stretching for a bit. The mansion was white, many large windows and two apparent above ground stories, the front holding a part of the roof up with ancient looking Greek pylons. The back of the building loomed out over the sea, secured in the mountain beneath so it wouldn't fall even by chance or a flood. The building went inside the ground down to the sea as well, all the way down to the beach. The steppes down inside the house were filled with pools and pleasure and leisure areas for everyone's convenience. This mansion was situated like a luxury hotel almost, to make the slaves more comfortable and live a life of leisure, pleasure and faithful servitude. Leyland had every intention to keep his pretty new slave in her nice little collar until she had mastered his master's house rules. It was a beautiful place to say the least, Leyland was excited to find out his new trainee's reaction when she would see where she had been taken. They carried into the blossoming courtyard, stopping and Gerland got up and out, leaving Elizabeth in the carriage for a while, talking lowly with Leyland, about things she shouldn't know about just yet. Eventually Gerland returned inside his home, disappearing for the day with his share of slaves. Leyland approached the carriage door, getting inside and untying her blindfold and letting it drop, claiming it in his own hand as he smiled lightly at her. Welcome to your new home., he said softly, making his way out of the carriage again, stepping away for a bit to let her get some room and view the area when she stepped out. As she had her fill of the surroundings, he was eager to show her where she would be living. Don't get to carried away yet however, you have yet to see the inside., he said softly as he began walking to their home, raising his right hand above his shoulder and motioning for her to come along with two of his fingers as he didn't look back, softly demanding her to follow his lead. He wasn't going to let it show that he had a small infatuation with her, planning to fight it if he could manage. He thought she was meant for his master, like everyone else was as well. He lead her through the entrance, going down the pleasure and leisure stairs about halfway before turning left into a corridor, leading to her appointed room. They had passed many slaves, dressed, non dressed, pleasuring each other and themselves. It's what they did, in here that was considered a happy coincidence of their training. Elizabeth's room was decorated with deep red colors, a lush bed with many fluffy pillows and a soft, big cover and red silken drapes hanging over her bed from the ceiling. Flowers decorated her room as well, deep and sensual colors mixing passionately being a reoccurring theme for this room. Leyland turned to Elizabeth, watching her every reaction and unable to do anything else then to savor it silently, happy that she was his new trainee. This is your new room., he said in a friendly and soft, yet ordering manner as he was portraying himself as her master for all intents and purposes was he to be treated as such anyhow. Follow me., he said once more as he lead her out towards the pleasure stairs again, making his way across between the pools and soft grounds to the showers at the other side. Here are the showers. Get yourself cleaned up and let's meet out here in about an hour, feel free to take a few moments to yourself exploring the place. Have something to eat, it's all around, really. Also you could dress yourself in something nice, you have clothes in the showers and in your bedroom. Don't be ashamed to walk around naked if you wish, it's only natural here. And don't be tardy., he demanded. He wanted her clean, warm and comfortable for the next part as he was going to measure what she already knew and yet didn't know. Oh and the collar doesn't come off until I say it does., he teased her, knowing that she would probably be bothered by it for a while. With that he left her alone for the next hour, then her skill would be measured for a while, then her first day would end.