<strong>Arianna, still in the training yard with Daire</strong><br/><br/>She stood just within the shadows of the arch leading to her alcove, her back still to Daire as he remained chained in the yard like the dog he was showing himself to be. His shouts at first held anger, not aware as yet to what was happening to him. Arianna would just sigh softly.<br/><br/>He was very much showing his colors, what sort of man he was. Such a delightful barbarian. Used to roaring his lions roar and having things happen. Used to having women at his feet and cock surely. Poor deluded male.<br/><br/>As Daire continued his barrage of insults and demands, everyone else, trainer and slave alike had left the training yard, leaving her massive mountain of a man alone with his bellows, and her Shadows. Her cowl would fall back as her head did, and none would be there to witness the actual smile that curled lush lips as lids lowered over glowing hues, a shudder of delight washing through her small frame.<br/><br/>“ Yes... louder.” Her words would be near a whisper, yet they would carry to her slaves ears. Slowly she would turn, and he might see the glow of her eyes as she lurked within the darkness of the alcove, her Power strengthening, Shadows working further up his thick thighs to congeal quite close to his groin. Steady steps would take her back out into the yard, and he would see her face now. Pale, youthful beauty she would hold, auburn tresses kissing against high cheekbones. She would seem almost like a child, so young looking, until she got close enough and he saw her eyes. Saw the storm within them as she stopped just in front of him, and he looked upon a visage that held no emotion. Her tongue would slowly caress her lower lip, cocking her head to the side as her gaze flitted to the Shadows continuing to climb, now covering him from feet to hips.<br/><br/>“Louder...please. Such a delight your strong manly bellows are.” Another step and she looked up into Daire's eyes, a hand slipping out to caress the Shadows, inky blackness dripping from her fingertips as she purred low. “ There is no Dominus here. There is only Mistress. Realize this quickly, and I will release you to follow me of your own volition. Continue with your current progress, and you will remain in this yard, chained, with my Pet covering everything but that wonderful mouth of yours... for I assure you, your screams would lull me to a most delightful slumber.”<br/><br/>Turning again, she would begin to walk away, heading once again to her alcove, and her final word Daire would hear within his head, a sweet whisper in his senses.<br/><br/>“ Choose...”