Thread: Caught Pick Pocketing

Dayra knew that the contract had become his and he would make her work hard to pay it off, but she had a feeling it would not be paid off anytime soon since unless he intended for her to dance and make coin again she would have no way of paying it off. Thoughts flooded her mind as she watched him and listened to him fearing something she had managed to avoid for a long time and was probably the one thing that would make her try to run from him, him trying to make her a whore. Dayra had too much pride to allow herself to do that, although she knew many men would want her, she could not bring herself to do such a thing willingly. As she moved around the room her body tense and ears flattening against the top of her head in fear of the large male taking up most the pace, but she still spoke as she managed to get a rope from a box sitting not too far away and used a mirror to tie it before holding the other end out to him in disgust, the hate in her eyes for making her do this very clear, How will I pay my debt off to you? Unless I can make some coin I would never be able to pay it back to you within my lifetime. She asked as calmly as she could although there was a slight hint of worry in the tone, one that said she wanted to be free of the debt and free to leave to where ever she wanted to go instead of stuck in his service for the rest of her life. At the mention of him calling himself master she was stunned, she had never had to call that pig of a human such a thing and felt her heart sink in her chest at the thought of having to call this male Master. She had seen looks before and his seemed possessive and wanting, no doubt like many thinking about bedding the young female and doing what ever his imagination cooked up for him while she was in debt to him wishing the human had not forced the dancers to pickpocket, or else she could have just stayed and danced, but now she did not know what she was going to do, but then again she had just asked and hoped he would answer with something that was not the answer of making her bed him like a whore until her body paid the entire debt, because although she knew she would be worth much to sleep with she did not want him to think of her as that. Biting her lip hard to prevent herself from showing the hope in her eyes for an answer that was kind and not the obvious 'you will pay it with your body' or 'by bedding me' or something along those lines, but she did not hold her breath for an answer that would not terrify and anger her. Holding out the rope to him as her leash she could not stand to look at him seeing as how he was one of her kind and would treat her like this, humiliate her in such a fashion and no doubt others in his town would see her like this and possibly comment, or stare at her and wonder what she had done to earn such a humiliating treatment, Why must I wear this rope as a leash, why do you even need me to have a leash? She asked, her voice soft and a little cold while she waited for an answer and maybe even one she expected to hear from him about the matter, but she just wanted to be sure he was that type of male before hating him as much as she could for his treatment of her having to bit her tongue to not speak and anger him by being upset about the entire dilemma.