Thread: Trishula's Market of Rare and Unusual Pets (Angel-Chan and Vik)

Chocola's upbeat attitude and playfulness had brought a little more color to Bradly's face as he adore her quick attachment and ease that she presented was right up his alley, and he further enjoyed Vanilla's stark mirror opposite which made their twin-set feel so very complete. Though he desired to have both of them grow so deeply obedient and loyal that he could have them do anything from clean the dishes to having them both simultaneously clean his cock with his tongues at a moments notice without complaint, he was prepared to put in the time and effort to make this happen while preserving their bold personalities. Please, Lord or even Master works fine for me. My Military men, and body guards have to call me their lord, so if they hear that my cute new pets get to be informal, they'll be rather jealous! He made a soft joke, being lighthearted as he instructed Chocola. She so very sweet. It's heart warming to see you two looking so dapper in my clothes. I wonder if the maid outfits we, pick out for you two will show more feminine charm? He mused, briefly. Chocola's comment about his necklaces amused him even further. To be honest, my naive cousin thinks these chains are too thick and gaudy to do these precious gems any justice. It's good to know that I finally have at least one woman in my life with some taste, thank you. He complemented her with his smile still brimming. Quickly turning around, he began to step out of their room. Come along Kittens, the vehicle is this way. He called out to them, not looking back. Just as he continued his walk, he paused to offer Chocola a tasteful side hug. He planned to talk to her and hold her beside him like this, very casually as they continued their walk. I suppose I can detail your maidly duties now, and I'll further explain to you Vanilla's protection that I mentioned earlier. He began. Not a wonderully joyous topic, but he maintained the energy that he shared with Chocola just prior and didn't seem to make sound awful with any physical cues or drop in his voice. See, while you two are mine and do your chores and be all around pleasant to myself and my personal, I will not touch Vanilla and I will allow her to simply do her assigned chores and carry on peacefully. Maybe that sounds lonely, but she'll have you around all day, my dear little Chocola. And she can friends among my personal and the other maids and butlers of my estate. He goes on, making sure they make decent progress in their movements to the vehicle while ensuring that the pace is casual enough that neither kitty girl needs to struggle to keep up or understand his words. Now, you understand that I am your master and you two belong to me, so I can't make her immune to discipline should Vanilla not behave proper. That's agreeable, yes? In truth, the fact that he wasn't some greasy ugly bastard that had his hands all over her was already five steps above the commoners who might have otherwise got their hands on them. He guided them to the long long chrome car and allowed each of the girls to enter the limo-esq seat section. In the back was a set of car seats, a middle section functioned like a mini coffee table and reversed car seats faced the other seats. A blacked out divider separated the reversed seats from the driver protion of the car where a handsomely dressed man sat, ready to drive them home. --- How would I entertain you? He raised an eyebrow, half-tempted to test this woman's resolve right now by revealing his intimate area completely. Resisting that urge, he laughed suddenly at her accusation of him being some sort of lazy mutt, in his words. Mistress, look at me. He spread his arms a bit, letting his tails that weren't covering his fat and lengthy flaccid manhood, flow about naturally. No mortal man can out run me. I'm a breed above. Why are you asking me what I can do for you when you should be my Mistress and simply command your desires of me? He narrowed his eyes momentarily, looking her over with a toothy smile. He had somewhat larger and sharper teeth than a human of his size would, but he wasn't making a threatening display. What else does my Mistress desire? All of that and more, with ease. He readily replied, her conception of him seemingly, and annoyingly stuck on how he was sleeping a moment ago. His interest wasn't in impressing her, or playing onward with whatever silly notion she may be stuck on. He wasn't arrogant or illusioned when he made his statement of his prowess, he naturally and truly was unlike mortal men. While other Kitsune would have a strong desire to mate other Kitsune and stay within their circles, Tayler had his own specific craving and this potentially wealthy, cute as a button woman who stood before him now just may be his ticket to satisfying those cravings legitimately. Clearly being in no haste to present himself as an average mutt that would play puppy for just any woman, Tayler didn't make any thoughtless moves. Are you unsure? Might my appearance be too intimidating for my young mistress? He lifted an eyebrow playfully, his large fox ears and tails and long silver hair all vividly close as the display robbed her of absolutely none of their enticing details. The childlike notion of reaching through glass to touch the warm sun might be very present should she be that sort of playful. His hair and ears and tails were barely a reach away, his soft skin and firm muscles beneath were also lingering within her reach without an inkling of a notion of withdrawing. Only the display wall kept Tayler from being a living petting zoo for the beautiful women who try to play him with wits. He really was beyond mesmerizing. Though, he supposed this was fair as many other males here were hardly at all alluring, nothing like was. Despite his slight annoyance, he didn't look to her with any distaste as he didn't blame her or hold any petty grudges.