Thread: Slaves of the house - Lingering Desire/Ryax

Leyland could only take her soft 'No' for what it was presented to him when he poured his hot seed into her. The moment and simple wording was perfect for being misinterpreted as that she didn't want this, she didn't expect it and had no wish to get pregnant. That's what Leyland drew from her simply timed word. Though he wasn't worried in the least, he would make her take a pill to counter the natural order of things and she wouldn't get pregnant on this day. After all, his own Master hadn't given the permission for her to bare a child. Without his order, his affection went down on him, cleaning the dirtied parts of him up with her mouth and tongue, moaning while doing so. Leyland looked down on her, moaning softly at the sight and delicate yet powerful feeling of her tender and loving cleaning. She left him clean save for some glistening saliva. No juices, no cum, a clean member left to do what it was to do next without any hindrance. While it was daring of her to move on him without his command, she was allowed to do that with him, especially if it was only to please and serve him. He saw no reason to teach her any different way, since he was sure it would be very well accepted and enjoyed in this house that she took the small things for her own liberty to make everything better. He laughed at her cutely stupefied response while pulling up his boxers and pants once more, setting his belt into place to keep them up properly. Right. I'll show you this time, don't worry., he said, Follow me., he ordered her, a smile on his lips. Leyland really liked this new girl. Heading up the pleasure stairs once more, turning left up at the top, they wandered a spacious hallway with a red carpet, paintings on the walls, lamps embedded into the ceiling casting a strong light into the hallway. They arrived to their own food court, a couple of chefs stationed in the kitchen quickly greeting them both, though mainly Master Leyland. I'll have sauteed lamb today., he said to the head chef, turning his head to Eliza. What do you want to eat? Say anything, they'll make it., Leyland said. The chefs would be able to do anything she asked, she may even want to take the opportunity to have a grand meal while she could, or a tiny meal to let him know that she knew her place truly as a new slave of the household. Leyland wandered off towards a spacious booth for two in the corner of the open area. This specific corner area had a great view over the sea, a large window situated just by it so they could look down onto the beach and sea below, to gaze out over the land at their sides and enjoy a really good view with a luxury meal. Giving her a moment to take in the sights, he leaned back in his part of the booth and studied her for a bit. Firstly, we need to get rid of that bell between your legs. We'll replace it with a simple ornament instead., he stated, further glaring a bit at her collar, And if you keep doing this good, then you'll have your collar replaced by tomorrow evening., he said once more, his eyes looking up into hers with a smile. He liked to look at her, she was beautiful, his soul tingling at the very look of her grace. Also, here., he said, reaching into his pocket, fumbling a bit and reaching back out to her with a small pill in his hand. Take it. I suspect that you're not currently on any form of birth control considering the state we found you in and that you had no belongings what so all to show for it, so take this for now so that you won't carry my child before you even know it. We'll get you a better solution set up tomorrow morning,, he told her, hopefully relieving any of her worries about it. Leyland wished for her clitoris bell piercing to be replaced by a simpler, less tacky ornament, something that didn't bother her but really brought her home when it was time to go. Leyland was still going to attach a bell to Eliza's collar however, not the same bell, but a nicer one that blended in better. He even pondered to give her the option to have the bell on, or off at her leisure as it was not a requirement to wear a bell in this house. Not very long after they had seated themselves, the food arrived, steaming and smelling wonderfully delicious. Four glasses was offered, two wine and two regular drinking glasses. Two bottles of wine, one red and one white was also offered, a large pitcher of ice cold limed water was put on the table as well. Their dining was really a luxurious one, and it would be like this just about every day if she wanted. Help yourself to whatever you want., he said, smiling at her before he took his fork and knife in hand and took his first bite of the scrumptious meal presented. A light, almost silent moan escaped him, never used to the delicious and perfect flavoring the cooks always managed to create. A delighted expression on his face as he uncorked the red wine bottle, pouring himself a glass and taking a small sip, exhaling in delight as he put it down again. Nothing like a wonderful meal to sate the craving hunger blossoming after a wonderful session of intercourse.