Thread: Caught Pick Pocketing

She could not silent the scoff in her voice as she spoke in reference to his comment about her paying the debt back shaking her head, Your right, your a male and typically would want something I do not want to give since I have not given it to anyone before, so its worth would take a large sum off of my debt if given to you since many would pay well to deflower a dancer such as myself. And I know my worth, as for contributing to the pack, you already know my skills, I can steal, dance, seduce stupid males and females who think they can win me, but I will not work in a brothel or as one of those in one, I made that choice long ago and would prefer to keep to it. Besides, I don't think others would be fine with me just being your personal dancer or more as a way to earn my keep so I won't be stuck tending to your... needs constantly... Or so she hoped before following him. What she did not mention when she was talking was that although she had never killed that if given a good reason she would, or in selfdefense if attacked, because few would believe that she had been the one intending to kill due to her small slender and petite looking figure. When he reached for the rope she handed to to him and avoided his gaze, her own away from his and trying to remain calm, her hair falling so it covered her collar and part of the rope so it would be less obvious, and if she remained close to him it would be gone as unnoticed as possible. His words to her about why she had to wear it stunned her and hurt her, her eyes misting over from the pain of his words as well as anger at him. With a free hand she wrapped her hand around the rope and gave a sharp tug back, hoping maybe to bring him closer to her as well as maybe throw him off by the strength in her, since most of her muscle was in her legs and she used it to her advantage, her movement was swift as she moved closer to him with a glare in her eyes her words soft and calm despite the look in her lovely eyes, I picked your pocket because I was ordered to, we are given two choice, steal from customers, or whore ourselves to them once dancing is finished, I do not want to ruin my body by letting those disgusting perverts touch me, I was doing as I was ordered to. She said coolly while her eyes seemed to watch his own and then look around the room to distract herself. As for trusting me, I have been dancing and stealing for this little company for a long time and could have run with much coin to free myself, maybe even doop some stupid love struck male into taking the collar off and leave to live on my own, but I did not, I took responsibility for my dead family's debts and am still working them off, or else I would have run right after my last dance, I suspected you were going to get me in some way and seemed to know you would be taking me away from here, yet I stayed and waited for you and have not tried to run yet, nor will I. Honestly I don't care if you believe me or not because I have already said what I intend to do and am no coward to back out of this. Once my debt is paid I will leave and be free of you and your pack, but I will work it off through hard work preferably with my legs closed and doing something helpful. She said to him with confidence in her words. Calming her nerves she was not sure what had happened, she had never been like that before but the smell of the male near her seemed to make her blood boil, and being a virgin also meant she had never gone through her heat and it was well over due and seeking a worthy male to make her submit and quench it when it arose. Taking a few steps back she followed him outside the room, trying to not look humiliated as she walked with him to the carriage, not caring since she would not see them again. Once to the carriage she waited for him to get in first, as was the Master's position and he was more important than her.