Thread: Princess & Alchemist of the Bang (Fancy_Sakura)

Clarisse wouldn't deny that things looked bad for them back there, but she couldn't help but feel like she could have gotten out of that situation unscathed. She was still a little annoyed that she couldn't escape during the fight like the other women had. If only this man hadn't gone ahead and purchased her, she'd have some time to try and figure out what to do from there. This only made things worse. I really don't have any luck do I? she thought to herself. Although she didn't say it aloud, he could likely read her face to get the jist of it. I doubt anything worse could happen to me. You did hear what they were accusing you of didn't you? She finally managed to find some strength in her legs, pulling herself to her feet and dusting off her legs. She had never been this filthy in her life, and it was clear she was not pleased. This may have been one of those times she was would really be missing her home, but now was not the best time for her to go back, not when she knew what was in store for her. Being that I was put into slavery, there isn't anything worse that could happen to me. It was you they saw working your magic in the town was it not? You are the one responsible for the actions of those men. Even if you had not really done it yourself, you had killed those men, using that vial of yours. As for me, things would have been much easier. After taking you away, they'd have no reason to harm me, as I am a slave right? For all I know, I would most likely be released without a Master to serve. She crossed her arms over her chest, glancing back over to him. It was hard looking at him in the same was as before knowing all that he had done. Yes, looks were indeed deceiving. She watched as he approached her again, taking hold of the collar once more. The crystal embedded in it still had a faint glow to it, meaning that the imprinting was already in effect. As he reached to touch the crystal on her collar, she felt in hum gently around her neck, another wave of pleasure washing over her body. Ah...! The only difference this time was that the waves came time and time again, constantly keeping her in a state of bliss. Nnn...i-imprinting? She had a feeling there was more to this collar than she originally thought. This sensation washing over her was unlike anything she had ever felt in her life. What she took from this the most was that he could control what the collar would have her experience, even if he was nowhere near her. So did that mean he could have her feel like this whenever he felt like it? She may not have been all that fond of him right now, but if this was a reward, she did not wish to experience a punishment. Her initial thought was that she would get an electric shock of some sort, much like the criminals her kingdom would hold in the dungeons. Once he had finally released his hand from the crystal, she felt the sensations start to die down, leaving her with that tingling aftermath again. She felt her knees buckle a little, but she managed to stay upright this time. She grumbled a bit at his comment, hearing that nickname again. While it was not on the level as 'beast' or 'animal', she couldn't help but be annoyed. It was almost like he wanted to mess with her in a playful manner. But she was in no way going to consider him close enough to be messing with her like that. If you are trying to label me as a masochist, I'll have you know that I do not find any enjoyment out of it. Somehow, she felt like everything she did was amusing to him. She just wasn't sure she'd be able to figure him out. As she tried to forget the after-effects of the collar, her ears perked up a little to pick up a faint sound. It was much like a little girl, but where was it coming from? It sounded really close, but there was nobody else around. In that moment she noticed the evident bulge in his shirt, watching it wiggle around as though it had a mind of its own. W-what is...that? she asked, casually pointing at the moving lump. God forbid it be his heart trying to pop out of his chest and escape. She'd soon find out the wonders behind it, as whatever it was finally flew out of his shirt and headed straight for Clarisse. She went to duck away as the orb bolted in her direction, convinced it would have smacked into her if she didn't. As she cowered, she could see the orb stop right in front of her face, and much to her surprise, it had shattered, and in its place was what appeared to be a young girl. This was new to Clarisse, as this was her first time seeing a fairy up close like this. For some reason, this little girl gave off so much positive energy, and Clarisse couldn't get over how cute she was. She found herself following the little girl as she flew around, stopping in front of her face again. Even her voice was cute, which was to be expected. Ah...y-yes, that's right. You are...? Her words were drowned out by the fairy's projected voice. To think that such a sounds could come from one so little. She had to admit that she was a nice change from her Master, who just liked to mess around with her. At least she was getting the respect she deserved! Clarisse felt the girl touch down on her forehead, apparently in a very good mood as she swung her legs. So long as this girl was around, Clarisse had a feeling that her days with this man wouldn't be so bad. On the other hand, she had her downsides. For one, she just couldn't keep herself under control when she got excited like this. She almost wanted to reach out and grab her by the wings and watch her struggle in her grasp. That would be amusing wouldn't it? Clarisse winced a little as the fairy called back to her Master, her voice coming up much louder in Clarisse's ears as they would for anyone else. She looked over to her Master, noticing his little 'hmph', followed by the fairy girl puffing her cheeks. Clarisse winced as she collided with his hand, spiraling down to the ground before she recovered. It was in that moment she could hear her Master muttering the fairy's name as she tried to keep her quiet. Ah...so your name is Elena. That's a nice name. she said. You're very cute as well. She couldn't help but smile a little when addressing the little fairy, the first time since she had come into this man's presence. Come to think of it, she hadn't even gotten her Master's name yet, though he had gotten his other servant's name first. I don't believe I've gotten your name, or would you prefer I refer to you as Mr. Elf or something else along those lines?