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Thread: A Slave fit for a King (Collector x Autumn Queen)

I... where would I fit in? she asked. If you married someone else, what would I do? Would I just leave? Would you still have a job for me? Would you still want me to love you? I just... I'm not trying to be selfish, but I'd like to know. King Armond DRio was in the middle of pulling on his tunic when his favorite half-Elven slave posed that question to him. He paused for a moment before finishing the movement and sliding the dark blue silk garment over his body, tightly wrapping well-toned muscles in some of the most expensive materials available this side of the Dark Sea. He considered her question carefully. It was a fair one. Armond was a hard man cruel and selfish beyond most peoples comfort level. But he had a soft spot for Talia she had been his sisters slave. When his sister went missingmany thought her to be deadhe inherited her slave as his own. He had long lusted for the slave. Though he could have had any woman in the kingdom there was something about her that he wanted. Something he needed. My darling, you would always be my favorite pet. Nothing will change that. No wife, no queen, nothing will change that. I still want you I Armond walked over to her and cupped the petite half-Elfs face in his hands. I adore you Talia, and if you choose to leave me when your term as a slave is up then Ill spend the rest of my life missing you.
Thread: A Slave fit for a King (Collector x Autumn Queen)

Talia nodded slowly, thinking about what her Master's words. Taliana Esmeralda Hendric stood at 5'5 with short, fiery red hair, emerald green eyes and ears with a soft curve and point to them, hinting at her elven heritage. She was the daughter of a human Bard and an elvish assassin who had been enslaved in Gorea not twenty years ago, though she had escaped when she was sold to a much crueler master the King of Frietia, the barbaric or so Talia thought of them kingdom just across the sea from Gorea. At present, Talia only wore a simple white silk shirt to cover her hourglass figure. Talia was a beauty, no two ways about it. There had been proverbs spoken about women who could make even rags look good, but, were she in the proper mood, Talia was more than capable of making the saying a reality. Her figure was trim and slender, but underneath her soft exterior was hard muscle. Talia and Armond had had a bit of a rough start, but Talia had since learned that Armond genuinely cared about her, even if he was still an ass from time to time. She did not care for his cruelty, but was finding his softer side a bit more pleasant. She was now beginning to trust him a lot more than when she'd first been given to him and was even considering staying after her seventh year as a slave expired though that was a good long ways in the future, but Armond had offered her a position as his queen and she had refused. Talia was a kind-hearted person and would have used her power to attempt to abolish slavery from Gorea, which she openly acknowledged she knew would cause a civil war that would invariably cause problems with Frietia as well. Talia might have made a good queen, but not in Gorea. Hence the question she had asked her Master what would happen to her in the future? It was obvious that he'd have to marry someone else to continue the line of succession, but what would he do with her? Talia thought over his answer and decided that it was satisfactory for now. She'd worry more about it when that future time came when she'd have to help her Master find a wife, but in the meantime, she'd learn to be the best slave for him that she could be. Thank you, Master, she said, giving Armond a genuine smile. I'm sorry for bringing it up it's a long ways off. She let herself close her eyes and nuzzled her cheeks alternately against the hands that cupped her face. She stayed silent for a while, simply allowing Armond's hands to warm her body. Finally, after she felt that she was starting to waste his time, she opened her eyes and looked up at Armond once more. Shall we go to the tailor, then, Master? she asked. I don't want to set your training schedule for me back any more than I already have.
Thread: A Slave fit for a King (Collector x Autumn Queen)

The king smirked. His pale hair hung over his blue eyes as he regarded his slave. She was smaller than he by over a head, and easily half his weight. Armond was a tall, strong man, hard and muscular from years staying fit enough to defend himself from potential assassins. His people were light-haired by breeding many nearly platinum in color, and they tended to flaunt this racial difference between them and the other nations. Goreans were also known to live longer than most humans. Their lifespan was closer to a half-elf's than to a humans, even at times living to nearly two centuries. Tis not truly a long ways off, Talia. Seven years to the likes of us is just a short time. Before you know it I will be taking a bride, you will have to face the changes that it might bring, and though you do not love me there may be a bit of jealously when she becomes pregnant with my child. He caressed her face and looked adoringly at her. So think about it carefully, dearest pet. If there's a chance that you will ever change your mind I should know about it. He smiled at her and then laid out an outfit for her a small off the shoulder halter top in her favorite red, and a series of scarves that made a skirt across her hips. There were several bracelets and arm wraps to accompany the outfit, and a set of golden sandals designed to show off her dainty feet.
Thread: A Slave fit for a King (Collector x Autumn Queen)

Talia thought about it for a moment, unsure of what her feelings for Armond really were at the moment. He was right in that she didn't love him right now, but that could easily change. Talia had a habit of getting attached and, if she got attached to Armond, there was a chance that she'd get jealous of his wife especially if she became the true authority in the relationship. It was why she'd been jealous of Garrity, the captain of Armond's guard and briefly the husband of her Mistress. The half-elf's jealousy had separated Garrity from Misha, and Talia still felt guilty for that, even if Garrity had long since forgiven her. I think... she said, as Armond began sifting through his closet for something for her to wear, I think there's a chance I could grow to love you over the next five years. If things continue like they are now, I think it's a pretty good chance. And... and I don't want to have a repeat of what happened with Mistress and Garrity, so- she took a deep breath to calm herself. So if you do decide to keep me as your pet and bodyguard, I want you to be my Master and not whoever you wind up marrying. When Mistress got married, it was hard for me I'd just gotten used to the idea of submitting to her authority, so when that authority was compromised, I got scared. Garrity was trying to be the new Master, or at least I felt he was, and I didn't know him or trust him at the time. If you get married, I want you to be the clear authority so, even if I do have to take orders from the queen, I know the orders are coming from you. She lowered her gaze once more and blushed a little. I know that I'm not really in a position to make a request like that, but that's what would make me comfortable. It's the only way I can think of for us both to be happy if another woman's in the equation. A playful smile crossed her lips as she looked back up again. And I'm not opposed to another woman being in the equation. Just because I'm learning to enjoy sex with you doesn't mean I don't like women anymore. It could be fun to bring another woman into the equation I know plenty of men fantasize about having two women at once. Talia's eyes brightened as she saw the outfit that she was to wear. She loved that Armond had picked out her favorite color and the outfit itself looked like a lot of fun to wear. Over the past year and a half, Misha had gotten Talia mostly over her fear of being lusted after, especially by men. Now, Talia didn't mind being dressed provocatively and actually enjoyed it. There was an appeal to being arm candy for her the fact that she could be lusted after by everyone, but only touched by the person who held her leash. She removed the simple white shirt she was wearing and hastily put on the outfit, easily sliding all of the scarves and bracelets into place. It was just like putting on a costume back in the circus, really. Once she was dressed, she did a pirouette before walking slowly over to Armond, her hips swaying sensually with each step as she smiled up at her Master. So, how do I look? she asked.
Thread: A Slave fit for a King (Collector x Autumn Queen)

The king smiled as she told him her thoughts. So, you were jealous of Garrity then? Or just didn't like him as your master...or both? He walked around his slave, looking with approval at the way the skirt draped over her hips and across her legs as he listened to her answer. He adjusted her top, taking a moment to caress the curve of her breast as he did so. As far as having two women, it's highly over-rated. I'd rather be with one who I can truly enjoy and explore than have my time divided between two needy women. Armond smirked at her. But I suppose there's a difference between needy and demanding. He walked behind her and slid his arms around her waist, nuzzling her against his hard, strong form. He kissed her left ear softly, allowing his lips to linger on her tapered point. You could tempt a man to leave his kingdom for a day in your arms, Talia Hendric. But we have other things that need to be done at the moment. He reached up and clipped a diamond choker collar around Talia's neck. To that he attached a thin, glistening leash that looked like a dew-covered spider's web, and this was linked to a silver cuff bracelet on his left wrist. Now we are ready to go. Do not let that leash grow taut, my Pet. If it breaks then I will have to discipline you for allowing the distance between us to grow too great without permission.
Thread: A Slave fit for a King (Collector x Autumn Queen)

It wasn't that I didn't like him as my Master, she said, trying to pick the right words. It was that I didn't like the change. I'd just grown comfortable with the place Mistress had put me in, so to have that disrupted as soon as I'd accepted it was... scary. It would have been the same for anyone even if she'd married a woman. I'd accepted her as the highest authority in my life, and then suddenly she wasn't. She smiled as Armond smirked, a playful twinkle in her eye. Well, you could always take your time and explore while the women pleasure each other, she said, but I can see where you're coming from. Talia let out a satisfied purr as Armond took his sweet time adjusting her top and playing with her breasts, then smiled as the collar was clipped around her neck. She loved being dressed beautifully, but more importantly, she liked being dressed to please her owner. The reassuring pressure and weight of a collar around her throat made her comfortable in her role. There was a certainty to being owned that she'd learned to enjoy and was learning to enjoy with Armond where most people sought guidance from the gods, Talia now sought from her owner. She nodded at Armond's instructions and fell into step behind him, keeping a respectful distance while still never allowing a certain amount of slack to leave the leash. There was a contented smile on her face as she followed her Master as she looked forward to seeing what sort of outfits he'd commission for her from his tailor.
Thread: A Slave fit for a King (Collector x Autumn Queen)

As they passed out of the king's apartments Armond's double nodded at them as he was entering the rooms. The two men stopped for a moment and exchanged a few quiet words. The king who was leading Talia unclipped her from his bracelet. My dear, go with me to the tailor. There is something that I must attend to. He handed the leash to the other Armond, who clipped the leash to his own bracelet, a perfect match to the others'. We're linked, Talia. You can trust that you are safe with either of us, he said, remembering what she had said about Garrity. The king's double nodded. We'll have her measured for the tailor and perhaps go for a walk. I think you should be ready for her around dinner? He asked the other. The first king nodded. He smiled at Talia and kissed her forehead. I'll be back soon, dear one. Enjoy the afternoon.
Thread: A Slave fit for a King (Collector x Autumn Queen)

Talia found it simultaneously interesting and unnerving to be around someone who looked exactly like Armond, but was not, in fact, Armond. It was unnerving to know that someone was not who they appeared to be, but she was still curious about the mechanism by which this was achieved. She was leaning towards some form of reconstructive surgery, since that would be the most difficult to detect. Makeup was not time-efficient and an illusion had a time limit that would eventually elapse. Furthermore, even if he were wearing a Hat of Disguise, even the greater variety, a Detect magic spell would determine that he was a fake. As all of these thoughts ran through Talia's head, she realized that she'd been starring at the double for a while with a pensive look on her face. She blushed a little and glanced away, keeping the double in the corner of her eye so that she could be prepared if he started moving.
Thread: A Slave fit for a King (Collector x Autumn Queen)

Armond smiled at her as he started to walk. He liked the outfit that Armond had chosen for her. I haven't seen you dressed so femininely before, he said with a smirk. It suits you, Talia. As they walked through the castle many paused to admire the King's slave. She hadn't been flaunted around the castle before, and few had seen the King with anyone other than the Blade Dancers, his personal elite group of body guards. They fell in line about six feet behind the pair and kept their distance. The King enjoyed the company of his pleasure slaves, and Talia had been someone he had wanted to own for quite a while. He strode forward purposely, not pausing as they approached closed doors. Castle guards rushed forward to open the door for him. Those that they didn't reach in time he would open by raising his hand, palm outward, and forcing it open by the strength of his will. He didn't speak much to his slave until they reached the craftsman's quarters, where the tailor and his assistants were waiting for the King. First, before you stand for the tailor, Armond turned to Talia and unclipped the delicate leash from her collar. Kiss me. His lips curved up slightly into a smile.
Thread: A Slave fit for a King (Collector x Autumn Queen)

Thank you, she said. Master. She added in the title quickly and slightly awkwardly, not entirely sure how to address the double. Since she didn't know his nature, she wasn't sure how she was supposed to refer to him. She supposed that it was best to refer to him as she would normally refer to Armond, if only to support the charade that he was actually the king, but it still felt strange. She managed to keep a pensive frown from her face as she thought over the intricacies of the situation, deciding eventually to stop thinking about it altogether to prevent herself from giving away the double. Instead, she focused on the eyes on her. Once upon a time, when she was first captured, she would have shied away from all of the starring perhaps even frozen in fright. Now, though, she'd learned to enjoy it. It was just another type of performance, after all, and an easy one at that. There weren't any steps to remember or lines to memorize she was simply supposed to draw attention to herself, which she did with glee. She flashed a smile at the onlookers and put a rhythmic sway in her hips, her eyes daring anyone to not look at her. Her Mistress had been right it was enjoyable to be lusted after. Everything was going well up until they arrived at the tailors. When the double instructed her to kiss him, there was a moment of hesitation. She kept her nervousness from reaching her eyes, but the double could tell that she was running through the scenario in her head at lightning speed. He'd put her into a corner she might not have been supposed to kiss him, since Armond seemed intent on keeping her to himself, but on the other hand, she couldn't deny the double in front of so many people or she might give him away. She still wasn't sure how exactly the double worked for all she knew, he was some sort of summoned creature that looked like her Master or an arcane construct created in his shape. Or, for all she knew, he was the real Armond and the one she'd had sex with that morning had been the double. All of these thoughts flashed through her mind in an instant before she finally came to a decision. As you wish, Master, she said, standing on the tips of her toes and wrapping her arms around his neck. She couldn't quite reach his lips on her own, so the double had to stoop a little to let her kiss him, but she kissed him nonetheless. She resolved to give her Master a complete account of the day's events when they had a private moment and to ask him exactly what the double was so that she would know what to do around it in the future.
Thread: A Slave fit for a King (Collector x Autumn Queen)

The king smiled and tenderly kissed her, his lips possessive and the way he pulled her body tightly into his a perfect imitation of how the other Armond had done so earlier with her. Once he released her the tailors led her to a small dais where she could stand as they were measuring every curve of her body. One assistant sketched Talia while another positioned her, a third and fourth took measurements, and the tailor supervised. Armond sat in a comfortable chair and two servants knelt by his sides, rubbing his hands to ease the tension out of them. A servant came by and held a tray nearby in the chance that the king would require refreshments and the forth rubbed his shoulders and neck, making sure that there was no discomfort as he watched his sex slave being tended to. As the afternoon progressed Armond ordered many sexy, slinky outfits for his slave. He also had them commission sensual sandals for her and a few dresses and wraps for when the weather got colder, though he'd probably have her kept warm with magic. Once the fittings were complete the king shooed away the other servants and motioned for Talia to come snuggle on his lap while he spoke to the tailor about specifics.
Thread: A Slave fit for a King (Collector x Autumn Queen)

Talia generally didn't like sitting still for any prolonged period of time. Even on days she was feeling lazy, the stillest she was ever comfortable being was sitting and reading, which she considered a form of activity, or sleeping. Classes were fine by her, since she was still engaged doing something. Here, she was not engaged at all and, while she did her best to conceal it, her boredom showed after a while. She certainly liked all of the different outfits the double commissioned for her, but the amount of standing in place required to come up with the sketches was well past the border of what she found enjoyable. She'd liked standing beside Armond's throne, keeping an eye out for assassins much more because she'd at least been doing something productive. She managed to stifle a sigh of relief when she was beckoned over to the double, but only barely. She crawled onto the double's lap and nestled herself against his chest, letting out a small sigh as she did. She did not say anything, however, since she didn't know if she was supposed to say anything.
Thread: A Slave fit for a King (Collector x Autumn Queen)

The talk was rather brief, but while the double cuddled Talia he made sure to shower extra affection on her with the way his fingers caressed her skin and the idle, comforting attention that his hands gave her. It was evident to anyone who was watching them that this slave in particular held a special place in the king's heart. Once the tailor was done and dismissed Armond offered Talia a bite to eat. So, now that the tedious and necessary have been dealt with, why don't we go to the Blade Academy grounds and you can get some exercise, hm? He patted her round, toned ass in a way that signified that he wanted her to get off his lap. Once they were both standing he attached a leash to her collar and began to lead her out of the craftsman quarters, towards where the carriages would be waiting for his pleasure.
Thread: A Slave fit for a King (Collector x Autumn Queen)

Talia was quiet and docile while the double chatted with the tailor and accepted a small slice of cheese as it was offered to her. She slid off when he patted her behind and nodded, giving him an simple Yes, Master, when he said it was time to go. She was looking forward to being allowed to be active again after being still for so long and it showed. Though she still swayed her hips alluringly, making her breasts jiggle with every step, there was a noticeable spring in her step as she walked. She was looking forwards to being able to do things again. She just hoped that the Blade Dancers didn't think too poorly of her for her outburst during Armond's punishment the previous day. She searched her memory for what Armond wanted her trained in today. If she recalled correctly, she'd be training with Brandon in poisons. Not her favorite weapon, but she could not deny its usefulness. She just hoped that she'd be able to get some exercise before she was taught the craft of alchemy.
Thread: A Slave fit for a King (Collector x Autumn Queen)

The ride to the academy was quiet. Armond, or the one doubling as Armond, looked out the window and seemed lost in thought as they traveled through the city streets to the outskirts where the Blades' compound was situated. When the carriage finally arrived the double seemed to wake from his open-eyed sleep and smiled at Talia. This certainly brings back memories doesn't it? He was referring to her prior time at the academy when she was training for her infamous challenge to King Armond. She had found a clever loophole to try to free Garrity from his sentence at the Slave House, but it required a direct challenge from Princess Misha to her brother. Once the challenge was accepted they were both able to select their champions and then proceed to the battle. Thankfully the fight was averted when Misha agreed to marry Garrity, taking him under the protective wing of her royal blood and thus saving both her brother's standing as the heir to the throne and also Garrity's life. Armond stepped down and then helped Talia down as well, not that she needed help. She was more than capable in more ways than one. The king paused when the reached one of the outdoor arena areas. He watched several of the younger Blade Dance initiates practice before waving Talia closer to himself. The cabin that you and Misha shared is available to you. There is clothing there for your use, and it's yours exclusively to occupy. Go ahead and change in there, dear. You know where the main hall is? Brandon and the others who are working with you should be there soon. I have a few things to attend to and then I'll return to you. He leaned down and kissed her forehead as he stroked her short hair. You'll be alright here, won't you?