Thread: Lord and Lover [Raziel99 & BlinkyWinky]

No matter how strong she made herself seem or how much she tried to establish that she wasn't a slave, Zalera was able to push past that. Unlike her other master, he had an actual air of authority around him, one that couldn't be denied. Even as she turned, his lips were at her ear again, telling her everything she didn't want to hear. The fact that was was a slave, the mark...the mark. Yes, she remembered that. Guido liked to tattoo them on, but he branded it on his most rebellious slaves. Thank God, Aria was his favorite, doing everything he said. He spared her enough to sell her off nicely and even keep her as a virgin. But still, she kept the small tattoo on the back of her neck as a sign that she was a slave, a possession. While Zalera's words were more harsh than comforting, she definitely believed that he would be a better master. After all he did own a limo, chauffer, and sports car. He could probably afford more slaves or better yet, the entire trafficking house. But she was content with being his only slave. Well, she was his only slave as far as she knew. And then...for some reason unknown, she knew she would want to to behave for him, even if it was just to feel his hot breath against her skin, the very same that continued to bring shivers down her spine. Wanting to get away from his presence for a while, Aria moved to get out of the limo, but to her surprise, Zalera carried her out. They had pulled up to a circular driveway, a small stair case leading to the front door. The outside of the mansion was a sleek, offwhite structure with hardly any windows save for the large ones in the front. The windows that she did see were covered with heavy drapes, the kind that blocked out all light. Her wonder was replaced by a small sliver of annoyance at the man carrying her. She wasn't five she could walk by herself. But, she held her tongue as he lead her up the stairs. After all, there wasn't much she could say. What was she supposed to say? 'Oh your house is so big, probably as big as your ego' didn't sound very good. So she kept her mouth shut, only opening to ask who the other man was, but Zalera quickly turned away from him and walked down a different hallway, made a few turns, and came to a door. He opened it, set her down, and let her take in the room for a while. What the hell? Was this some Christian Grey shit? No windows, dark room, dark bed...she made a light snickeringf sound she wouldn't be surprised if the drawers held loads upon loads of sex toys. Turning to Zalera, she was met with a kiss that was hot and needy, and her body automatically melted into his. But then...he wanted her to undress? Fine, she would play his game. Nodding her head, she took a few steps back and started unbottoning the coat starting from the button nearest to her neck. Her hands moved slowly, sensually against her body as she got to just below her chest and stopped, continuing from the bottom of the coat. As the last button was released, she let it slide off her shoulders, down her arms and onto the plush, dark carpets. She stood there, a smirk on her face as she let Zalera take in her body, only the navy blue lingerie covering her assets. Without taking her eyes off of him, she stepped out of her nude heels, pushing them slightly to the side with her foot. As she walked to the bed, she unclasped the bra, letting it fall as well. But she kept her back to him, not revealing herself just yet. Climbing onto the bed, she lay there on her back and slowly brought the lace panties down, lifting her legs some to get them off fully, flinging them off to the side. She rolled over then, letting her tousled, wavy hair fall over her body, and she looked at Zalera with a twinkle in her eyes. Is this okay, master ? Aria smiled, getting up slowly to sit in an upright position. A silence passed, and then an awkward look passed on her face as she faced downwards. Oh, wait, you don't have, like, herpes or anything, right? It was an embarrassing question, but she wanted to ask anyway, just to make sure. You're not going to give me something and then dump back on the streets, right?