Thread: Spoils of Blood (Vixen_mistress and Google)

RE Spoils of Blood Ariya watched his jacket hit the floor and her eyes went to the tattoo on his wrist and under the shirt until she could not see it. It was interesting, and had he not been so short with her she might have asked what it was, or what it meant, and if it had hurt, since tattoos were not something common that elves did, but would do once and a while depending on status, such as her mother and father, when wed and king and queen they received tattoos that marked them as royalty and the rulers. Ariya had not had them because she had never become queen. However she did have pierced ears, though she had gotten them long ago and seemed to like them, not only for show since she liked silver, but for some other reason she was uncertain of, or maybe it was something she would not admit, either way they were their glittering in her ears and dangling down slightly. The girl was a little relieved to hear they would be staying, but not as much as she might have been if he had said they would not all be slaves to his kind, but she said none of this out loud. When told to remove her dress she looked at him for a moment, finding she was more nervous now than ever since she was still pure, and untouched by a male of any kind, so being seen without her clothing on was not something she was custom to. But after a moment of telling herself she had no choice and he would rip her dress off and possibly hurt her for disobeying she did as he said, untying the belt around her waist and let it fall to the ground, then her hands went to the lacing in back and loosened it so she could slip the dress down off of her body and allow it to pool around the floor. All she was left in were her undercorset which reached just above her naval, and panties that were silk and more like a thong, small ribbons tied at the hips to keep them on her. He had said to take the dress off, and she had, he had not said to completely disrobe. Ariya took a small step out of her dress and looked up at him, much more frightened than before now that her dress did not cover her and her slender body was visible, though not all of it, but that did not matter to her, she still felt uncomfortable and it had her fumbling with her hands in front of her to keep from trying to reach and cover herself. Her eyes were on him now, wondering if he approved, though if he did not she doubted there was much she could do to change herself since it was difficult for elves to lose weight since they were already so thin, most of the time. Her long dark hair fell over her back and just barely over her bust region of the corset, but it did not reach further to her misfortune. Soon one hand was resting on her hip crossing over her stomach while the other was to her chest, her fingers playing with the butterfly necklace around her neck that her mother had given her to hopefully calm her down, which surprisingly enough worked a little and had not been taken by the vampires who had found her and the other women. Her silver eyes watched his every move, waiting for his words, whatever they may be. Butterflies were in her stomach, and her heart felt like it was beating far too fast for her liking, but for the moment she did not care at all.