~<strong><em>Ryann, brought back into line..somewhat</em></strong>~<br/><br/>Tighter, tighter the chains worked around the neck, and yet her vision that was at first red soon enough darkened by a shadow looming over her. The large German man was mumbling in her ear, telling her to calm, and slowly her hate filled eyes would clear, gathering in the sight around her. Several servants surrounding her, the slave who's throat she encased, and the huge man that now seemed to be offering her.. wise words. With a snarl she released her grip on the chains, whipping her body to stand once again in line, seeing that the Dominus had come to view his lot.<br/><br/>Glares she would deliver all around. A snarl she would give towards Ammon, even as he continued to taunt her. Ah but she had been foolish, allowing his words to effect her so! This was not the way to act if she desired to become free. And it had been the German giant that had made it through her anger filled haze.<br/><br/>Lifting her hands to smooth raven curls from her face, her eyes captured the fact that Berenagrius' action had cleaved the chains between her shackles in two. A slow blink of almondesque eyes as she slipped a glance to the German, and barely, just barely she would give the man a nod. His words were true, and she needed to remember that. Then her heated gaze would travel once again to Ammon, and lush lips would curl into a coy smile, one holding perhaps promises.. but of what? Once again, her breaths calming, her chin would lift proudly and her back would arch defiantly, showing off quite delightfully round breasts, well muscled arms, and tight abs. Let the Dominus see what he could have in her. She was no beast, she could learn, and she could reign somehow in this world of men.<br/><br/>If to conform was to earn her freedom, so be it. She would still get to kill...right?