Panic struck when the woman went toward the sconces, she rather liked it dim and dark, it would be easier to hide.  She felt her chest squeezing tightly but releasing when the woman turned from the sconces and returned to the pool.  There was gratitude in her eyes though she didn't really care if the woman knew it or not, she was certain that Aisha's motives were less than honorable, though she had no proof.<br/><br/>Not liking how he sat with his manhood so blatantly on display and the other female was likely to pounce on it like a cat starved of milk… she really didn't want to be anywhere near by when that happened. Fit in his arms? She didn't wish to fit in his arms, the only arms that she longed for would never hold her or anyone ever again. She ached for those arms and felt a burning in her throat and eyes beginning, she blinked it away and took a slow, deep breath, holding it as she moved toward the man that owned her.  How could a person be a gift?<br/><br/>She moved toward him but didn't sit flush against him, leaving room between them that his arm quickly closed when it snaked around her like a slippery eel and pulled her close.  Her face contorted slightly and she showed a bit of pain, though it wasn't from her physical being.  He couldn't see her face well enough with her looking straight ahead to discern it for certain, she was sure. Not being stupid enough to fight this man, though she was also certain that he was no gentler than the beasts that she'd just been loosed from, she remained stiff in his embrace, wishing his hands away from her body. He already had his little toy, he didn’t need her. And yet, despite the fact that she used to own her body, she no longer did so, not even her mind if a Master wished it... oh they'd never get that, she was sharper than most of them, all wanting their own glory...<br/><br/>Taking a deep, shuddering breath that betrayed her nervousness, she tried to keep her face straight and lax as if she had no care in the world. Her eyes widened when he spoke, not wanting to listen.  It didn't shock her but it made her throat burn again. She relaxed a little when his hand moved from her body to her hair; having no fear for it as Aisha still kept hers… but she did worry for aggression and she prayed that if he was going to be rough with her that he get it over with so that she could be banished from his sight for the rest of the day. She wanted to pop off with<em>'I do not seek power, Master'</em>, though she dared not to do so.  Powerful energies her brown ass!<br/>