Thread: My Best Friend, My Owner [Searching4shadows / Jarrod]

Noticing how spent the woman was, the butler took Jenna by the elbow, and guided her at a leisure pace so blood could slowly work back into her limbs. In another time, a girl like Jenna might find the house classy. The place just comes together from the wood-paneled walls to the navy-hued carpet that cushioned her soles, not to mention the shaded lamps and hanging chandeliers. She could easily have lost her way amongst the mazy hallways, all seemingly identical with mounted paintings and closed doors. A barely perceptible whiff of sandalwood whispered to her sense of smell. Rumors were, in its heyday, even film studios inquired about leasing the entire mansion to set their 1930s period pieces. That being said, Jenna would find the house eerily empty and quiet. In fact, the whole time the butler and the new slave saw only a single living soul. Jenna would spot her upon turning a corner a good-looking wispy blonde watering a potted plant. She was skimpily dressed in a black cinched kimono robe, one that ended way too high on the thighs for any decent girls standards. With how the gossamer clung to her body it was clear she wore nothing underneath. As the pair passed the blonde, Jenna would catch of whiff of a fruity scent, and hear this short exchange. Came all the way from the South Wing to see our new girl? The butler said with a chuckle. No, Mr. Norton! Im just doing my normal rounds Save it, Buttercup. I wont tell Master Nicholas. But you just cost yourself tonights dessert. Carry on. They went from one end of the house to the other. At last, past a set of mahogany double doors and after two knocks, they entered the Study. The room was massive and naturally lit with floor-length windows offering views of the outside. Jenna would take in a large desk that could fit five or six computer monitors side-by-side, a fireplace which currently contained simmering logs, a spirits cart, and a number of leather upholstered couches. The late afternoon sun casted long shadows of everything. As Jenna entered, Nicholas was just finishing up dictating instructions to his personal assistantslave - who knelt at his feet, ass touching her ankles, scribbling on a notepad on her lap. Jenna would find this girl dressed in the same tiny black kimono, with a choker and pumps completing her attire. The owner of the house himself wore a pearly-white shirt and dark pants with suspenders. Nicholas took in Jennas haggard appearance. This is where he act as if a slave waiting on him for 16 hours in a locked room was just another day at the office. No big deal. And that Nicholas did. What no one knew was that, throughout the day, he had checked the closed circuit feed at every hour, to make sure Jenna had not lost her mind. He crossed to the front of the desk and pointed to a spot about 7 feet in front of himself. You may stand there. Welcome to my humble house, which from now on will be your workplace and home. We were in a bit of a rush last night, so I will make an exception and repeat myself. From now on you are my personal slave. Not a servant, not the help. A slave. Owned by me. Your body, your skills everything is my property. To use as I please. My advice is this the quicker you can wrap your little head around that concept, the quicker you will settle in. But dont be afraid. In other countries and for some masters, slaves are for pure exploitation and abuse. Not under my roof. Look stand up, Babydoll . This is one of your fellow slaves. Doesn't look too worse for wear, right? We do have a merit system in place. Consistent good work will be brought to my attention, and will be duly rewarded. On the other hand, misbehaving girls will be appropriately punished until they learn their lesson. He continued to study his old friend intensely, gauging her reaction to her new station in life. A hint of a smile crept onto his lips. Running his hand over his 5 oclock shadow, he would say, Now with that out of the way... time for your first task, slave. Your clothes look very cute and all, but its about time your Master gets a proper look at his newest toy, dont you think? Intending for her to strip down right there and then, he waited to see how quickly Jenna would catch on.