Thread: Vixen_Mistress & Google

Hearing some fall silent she looked up, but kept her head down watching as much as she could from the floor, her eyes catching the queen for a moment before noticing what she had done and now the man was moving across and to her small little group, and although she could not see much more than his boots she could feel his eyes all over her slender, perfect body, her hair covering her breasts as it fell across her chest and some of it down her back and other strands falling around her in a veil that hid some of her body. Feeling the man's presence near her she felt her body tense and shake a little, unease and wanting so badly to cover herself, but she had not done so, and concentrated on not trying to hide her body, and that alone took much concentration on her part since the basic instinct to cover her womanly parts. Feeling the crop strike her delicate flesh she let out a soft whimper from close lips, more of a muffled yelp. And with his order to look up at him she obeyed, the crop lifting her head it seemed and she looked up at him with ice eyes, the color of the blue so stunning and almost white. His question was odd and she was not sure how to answer that. I... I do not know My Lord... I do not even know my own body as others here do, but... I suppose yes I would... but I do not see why it should just be my body, the body reacts on its own often... but the mind and soul are different... would you not want me to serve you with my entire being My Lord? She asked softly, wondering if it was just her body that he was interested in, or if he was interested in more and would want more than just her body later, wanting the truth so she could be prepared for this instead of it coming as a surprise when she is told what more he might want from her. She was so innocent, looking up at him and rather serious, but curious about her question to him, already answering him with a yes, but wondering if he wanted more since she would be his without a doubt. Her father and mother had warned her of what would happen and what being chosen would mean, and to not be too afraid to ask such questions since in the long run it would please her master to serve her master with more than just her body since it would be much more pleasurable for him for her to mean it when pleasing him in any way she could. Arria was a very emotional and devoted girl, when she found something she wanted, or when it came to things like this, always striving to do her best even if it meant pushing herself too far and to tears to please others, whether it be with learning from instructors, or obeying her mother and father to assure that they were proud of her, and trying to be the best and stand out among many. Despite the strike to the thighs the crop had made her move in a way she was unaware, moving her hips a little and then her chest followed the movements until it had reached her chin, her movements and reactions adorable, and showing she was sensitive, as well as maybe a little excited by the thing, a little slight bit of wetness could be felt between her legs as she bowed there on all fours naked, and while the others fidgeted and struggled with their nudity she was worried, but she had seen others spanked for covering themselves at all. Instead her hands moved from in front of her knees to her hair pulling it back to give him a better look at her, her body within full view for him. Would it please you for me to serve you my Lord? She asked softly her voice sweet and rather calm, although she did not know much she was a fast learner, and knew all the lords and ladies taught their slaves how to please them personally so she had little doubt he would teach her the same. Arria kept her words short, quick and to the point not rambling, stuttering, or sobbing her words out as others might have.