"Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre & bri4me1025)
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				Title: <strong>"Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silverfyre</strong> on <strong>19-12-2010, 20:31:44</strong>
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				(http://tocegueda.files.wordpress.com/2009/03/jamesfranco31.jpg)<br><br>"This is her.&nbsp; What do you think, David?"<br><br>David Frederick took the offered photo from his father and looked it over with a bemused grin on his handsome face.&nbsp; So, this was Leah, the daughter of one of his father's lesser business partners.&nbsp; The man had literally traded his submissive, demure daughter to David for a better position within his family's firm.&nbsp; It had been something of a dark secret of the Frederick family for generations: they were all strong willed, wealthy, and powerful individuals and had an unparalleled lust for control, be it over finances or in David's case, people.<br><br>Working as the executive officer of one of his father's firms wasn't enough.&nbsp; David wanted to run someone's life perfectly, every little detail of it.<br><br>"She is quite lovely.&nbsp; How much did you pay for her?"<br><br>His father offered him no price but merely a faint, appraising grin.&nbsp; The younger man, the spit image of his aging father, handed the photo of the light featured woman back to his son before continuing.<br><br>"She is yours to do whatever you wish with.&nbsp; Happy birthday, son."<br><br>It was a twisted gift to those who were outside of the family but to David, it was the greatest gift he had ever received.&nbsp; She would be his, no questions asked.&nbsp; This was certainly going to be an interesting experience.<br><br>"Come on, she's waiting in one of the drawing rooms for you.&nbsp; I'm sure you are impatient to meet her."<br><br>David nodded, smoothing his dapper black suit as he followed his father through the halls of the family estate, to meet his new slave.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>bri4me1025</strong> on <strong>19-12-2010, 21:11:43</strong>
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				(http://i51.tinypic.com/168so7d.jpg)<br><br>Leah blinked up at her father. She looked at the man as if he'd grown two heads. She'd asked him twice to repeat himself only to find her request answered with a sharp backhand across her cheek and his face leaning towards hers. <em>"I will not repeat myself. You heard me plain enough the first time. You are no longer my concern. Now you'll be his. Do NOT bring shame to our name, Leah, I will not tolerate it."</em> <br><br>She wasn't an idiot she knew very well what her father had done. He'd sold her into slavery and would forget about her the moment she was handed over to this other man. Leah already feared this man. What manner of man would want to own a woman? Not the kind she'd have liked to be around that was for certain. <br><br>Leah had no choice but to gather up her belongings and be moved to David's house. She was shown to a waiting room and told that he'd be with her shortly. With a nod of her head Leah sat in the waiting room with her head bowed and her hands resting demurely in her lap. Leah felt like shedding tears but she wouldn't, it might anger her new owner and she'd not want to start off here on bad footing. All she could do now was wait for David to come and claim her and then her servitude would begin. She had no idea what to expect from him but she was certain that she'd learn soon enough. <br><br>Her head was spinning as she sat in the plush chair. She would do as she was told just as she had done in her father's house. She knew well the ramifications of not doing as she was told. Leah had been taught well, her wild streak had been successfully beaten out of her, for the most part. It didn't mean that she didn't have her own thoughts or feelings, she merely kept them to herself and shared them with no one, no one would care to hear them anyway so keeping silent about them was second nature to her and she'd do well here to remember that.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silverfyre</strong> on <strong>19-12-2010, 21:22:19</strong>
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				David entered the sitting room with a stoic look etched upon his handsome features.&nbsp; His dark eyes ran up and down the seated form of Leah, as if he was appraising some sort of artwork or a choice cut of meat.&nbsp; She was lovelier in person, the picture hadn't done her justice.&nbsp; She had been sold to him bodily but her submissiveness might be something he had to test and taste for himself first before he indulged his will fully upon her.&nbsp; He walked towards her, taking the seat across from her and offering her a faint smile.<br><br>"Hello, Leah.&nbsp; I am David.&nbsp; It's a pleasure to meet you."<br><br><em>And own you.</em><br><br>He paused, running a hand over his stubble free chin.<br><br>"I know this situation you find yourself in may seem hopeless, terrible.&nbsp; But I promise you something.&nbsp; If you give yourself to me and follow my orders without question, your life will be one free of stress, decisions, and problems.&nbsp; I will take care of you.&nbsp; How does that sound?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>bri4me1025</strong> on <strong>19-12-2010, 21:46:18</strong>
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				The door opened and Leah's head jerked upward to see a dark haired, well dress man enter the room. This had to be David. Leah lowered her eyes and didn't look him in the eyes, she was taught not to unless she was told to. She looked through the bangs of her hair at David and saw him looking her over. Leah hoped that he was pleased with her, fearing what he might do if he wasn't. Her body was tensed up and she wrung her hands in the fabric of the black ankle length dress she wore. Her eyes followed him as he sat down in a chair near her and introduced himself.<br><br>Her eyes remained downcast and she nodded her head at him and spoke his name softly in a return greeting, <strong>"David."</strong> She did not give her name he had already spoken it. She was also raised to understand that she wasn't to speak until she was spoken to. He did speak to her and she lifted her eyes briefly to look at him after mulling over his words. <br><br><strong>"I will do as you say, David,"</strong> she told him, meaning every last word that fell from her trembling lips. At least one thing went in her favor, this man that had bought her was pleasing to look upon. Her eyes lowered from his face and settled on her hands as they rested on her lap. <strong>"I will try not to disappoint you in any way."</strong> She had no way of knowing what David would do to her if she did disappoint him.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silverfyre</strong> on <strong>19-12-2010, 21:52:01</strong>
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				This was a pleasant surprise.&nbsp; She was indeed submissive, whether by nature or training.&nbsp; David had half expected this to be some sort of test from his father and perhaps it still was, but by all accounts, Leah was already broken and ready to serve.&nbsp; That only added to her beauty and subtle appeal.&nbsp; David chuckled dryly, nodding his head as he grew appeased.&nbsp; She will do quite nicely, he thought, and this thought opened up infinite avenues of pleasure and anticipation.<br><br>David folded his own hands in his lap and leaned forward, only a few feet from Leah.&nbsp; His dark eyes gleamed with a feral, commanding lust.&nbsp; <br><br>"Well then, I am glad to hear that, my dear.&nbsp; I think I should see more of you.&nbsp; Stand up and show me what you have under that dress.&nbsp; Remove it."<br><br>He leaned back to enjoy the show.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>bri4me1025</strong> on <strong>20-12-2010, 02:28:43</strong>
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				Leah studied David through her eyes lashes but she made sure not to look directly at him nor did she make eye contact with the man. He was her owner now and she was his possession, that's all she was to him, something to own and do with as he pleased. The mere thought of it sent a shiver racing down her back and she felt the urge to wrap her arms around herself but she refrained from doing so. She bit down lightly on her bottom lip to keep it from quivering but it trembled regardless of her efforts to stop it. <br><br>His first command nearly had her sputtering but Leah remained quiet. She rose to her feet and did as he asked without question or comment. Reaching behind her and feeling shame in the act, she unzipped her dress and slipped it off her shoulders to pool at her feet. <br><br>Her undergarment remained on he'd not requested she remove them so she wouldn't, not until she was told to. Leah stood stock still afraid to breath while she watched him lean back in his seat to watch her. Her face reddened and she felt the overwhelming need to cover herself but didn't. <strong>"Am I to your liking?"</strong> Leah froze in place when the words fell from her lips, he'd not given her leave to speak but she had and she waited now for him to backhand her, if her father were here he would have and she expected no less from David.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silverfyre</strong> on <strong>20-12-2010, 02:59:10</strong>
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				But that heavy handed blow never fell.&nbsp; He was too busy walking around her, his dark eyes wandering over every inch of her offered body.&nbsp; She was quite lovely, lithe and beautiful in a classical sense rather than the modern epitome of the anorexic androgynous woman.&nbsp; David was fond of women who took care of themselves and Leah was no exception.&nbsp; She looked unmarred, healthy, and quite lovely even by his high standards.&nbsp; He stopped behind her and placed one extended finger at the base of her spine, tracing up her back gently, teasingly.<br><br>He leaned in close to whisper into her ear, his hot breath washing over the back of her neck.<br><br>"You are indeed to my liking.&nbsp; Now, let's see more of you..."<br><br>With that, he reached down and undid her bra.&nbsp; He then stepped in front of her, taking her chin in his hand firmly.<br><br>"Strip all of it off, even the heels.&nbsp; Then, I want you on your knees."&nbsp; He released her and stood back, his arms crossed, waiting. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>bri4me1025</strong> on <strong>20-12-2010, 03:25:46</strong>
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				Her eyes moved with David as he circled around her until he was out of sight, she didn't turn her head but kept looking straight ahead of her, focusing on a distant point in front of her. She felt on display and that's exactly what she was, a display for him to look at and enjoy. His finger traced it's way up her back and she felt a shiver race down it at the touch of his finger. She tensed up at the warm rush of his breath along the back of her neck, the hairs there standing on end at the sensation of it. Leah tried her best to mentally remove herself from this situation but found it difficult to with his lips so close to her ear. <br><br>If he wanted to see more of her then he would, she'd not stop him as it wasn't her place to. She belonged to him and his word was law. What David wanted he'd get and she'd give it without complaint as she'd been taught to do from a young age. <strong>"As you wish, David,"</strong> Leah whispered, her breath rushing from her parted lips. <br><br>Leah stepped out of her black high heels and kicked them to the side and out of the way. Her eyes remained steadfast in front of he while she bent over at the waist and removed her underwear. She stood momentarily nude in front of him then she knelt down in front on him, her weight on both of her knees, her arms hanging motionless at her side waiting for his next command. <br><br>She felt she knew what he'd ask of her next and her eyes fell closed, tears threatening to spill from her closed eyelids. Leah willed them back and opened her eyes while she waited for David to tell her what he expected of her next. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silverfyre</strong> on <strong>20-12-2010, 03:32:02</strong>
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				He could see the dread in her frightened, downcast eyes as she started to kneel in front of him, naked and vulnerable at his command.&nbsp; David 's face broke into a faint grin as he seen the power he held over her, a true submissive being apparently in her nature.&nbsp; There was something wonderful about a woman who knew her place and acted upon that part wholly.&nbsp; His dark eyes swept over her naked body once more, this time slowly and with greater purpose.&nbsp; <br><br>Leah was indeed unblemished and trim, her body pleasing to the eye.&nbsp; The way she knelt with her head lowered showed her respect of his command over him and he silently commended her father in such a rigorous, rightful training of his daughter.&nbsp; His father had given him a true gift for once and not some test that needed to be passed before he got his way.&nbsp; This was most unexpected.<br><br>David stopped in front of Leah and instead of unzipping his pants, as she might suspect, he removed a small leather collar from his jacket pocket and slipped it around her neck.&nbsp; It was black leather, with a silver heart shape charm around the front with the word "David's" engraved in elegant script.&nbsp; He then stepped back a step but then knelt down to run his hands through her hair, petting her affectionately.<br><br>"There, all done.&nbsp; Now, I claim you as mine, Leah." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>bri4me1025</strong> on <strong>20-12-2010, 03:47:36</strong>
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				Leah waited with baited breath for him to reveal himself to her and tell her to pleasure him. Leah was no fool she knew that she'd not bought just to keep his home clean or wait on him hand and foot. She was very surprised to see him reach out his hands towards her and she tilted her head up to finally look directly at him and her eyes skimmed over his face. He was close to her and she got a good look at his face and was rendered speechless. Owner or not he was absolutely stunning for a man. Such thoughts were a waste of her time, she wasn't here to be seduced she was here to be a slave and she'd do well to remember her place in David's home.<br><br>A collar was placed over her neck and she felt sickened by it but knew that she was now officially David's possession. She felt like the dog she was being treated as and she nearly wept. Leah cleared her throat and used that as a distraction while blinking back her tears, she would not let this man see her cry. Leah reached a shaking hand up to the collar around her neck and skimmed her finger over it, her eyes never leaving David's face, giving him the respect he was due as her master. <br><br>He petted her and only then did she look away from him. She'd learned well at her father's heavy hand how to show the proper amount of respect. Leah didn't know if David expect anything from her but she spoke softly, timidly, <strong>"I will be do as I'm told and you will not be disappointed in me."</strong> Leah made no move to get to her feet, not without asking first. <strong>"May I stand now?"</strong><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silverfyre</strong> on <strong>20-12-2010, 04:05:17</strong>
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				David nodded slowly, his eyes still affixed to her naked body.&nbsp; His hands trailed through her ringlets of hair before letting go entirely as he stepped back and let her stand up.&nbsp; As she did so, the little silver charm of her newly gained collar jingled slightly.&nbsp; His dark eyes wandered up to her own eyes and he offered her an understanding, appreciative smile.&nbsp; Had he not been the one who was now in charge of her life, she might have found it charming, perhaps even thought him handsome.&nbsp; He held no such illusions however, as it was not her place to ever judge him.<br><br>He returned to his seat and crossed his legs, that smile still present.<br><br>"Now, Leah, you will do everything that I tell you.&nbsp; My first rule is for you to always keep your collar on, save for when you are bathing or I instruct you otherwise.&nbsp; Secondly, I think I want you to wear stockings for the time being.&nbsp; Your legs are rather pale and I think they would make you a great deal lovelier.&nbsp; Do you understand?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>bri4me1025</strong> on <strong>20-12-2010, 04:16:01</strong>
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				Leah was given leave to stand and she did so without hesitation. Being on her knees while being looked down upon made her feel extremely self conscious, she didn't enjoy being down there and now that she was back on her feet she felt somewhat better. Still she wished she hadn't been bought and sold, this was now to be her lot in life and the sooner Leah accepted her fate the better off she'd be. His eyes met hers and she looked back into his, holding his gaze, her own unwavering, her eyes blinking slowly every so often. She felt as it he looked into her soul and she felt as if he were stripping away far more than her clothing.<br><br>He sat while she remained standing. He began to issue the first of his instructions now that he was officially her new master. Leah nodded her head, keeping her eyes fastened on David's until he told her to do otherwise. Her hand raised slowly of it's own accord to run over the collar around her neck. She responded as she'd thought David would want her to. <strong>"I won't take it off, just as you've instructed."</strong><br><br>Leah knew that her legs were pale but to hear David speak of them so made her extremely uncomfortable, more so than she already was. <strong>"Yes Sir. I am pale. My apologies. I understand."</strong> Leah's hand fell from her collar to hand at her side. Her hands lifted in the next breath she took and she covered her chest by crossing her arms over them.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silverfyre</strong> on <strong>20-12-2010, 16:20:42</strong>
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				David nodded approvingly at her submissive, practiced responses.&nbsp; She had been taught well by her heavy handed father but there was a bit of disappointment in David not being able to apply his own brand of training to the woman.&nbsp; He took some solace in the fact that all slaves, no matter how trained, eventually acted out of hand and would have to be punished.&nbsp; That brought a dark smile to his lips and he gathered up her clothing, handing it back to her.<br><br>"Get dressed for now and follow me.&nbsp; I want to show you to your room."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>bri4me1025</strong> on <strong>21-12-2010, 01:46:47</strong>
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				Leah watched David very carefully. She wanted to know where he was at all times, she'd not be caught off guard if she knew where he was and what he was doing. Her eyes never left him but she didn't make eye contact with him either. This was so wrong, and she felt it. She knew it was. Perhaps once she'd gotten to know David better she could get through to him somehow and show him that owning people was wrong. He addressed her and she nodded her head at him. Leah got dressed and when she'd straightened her clothing she turned back to face David. <strong>"Thank you. I look forward to seeing it."</strong> Leah hoped that her room would be just that, her room. A place she could be alone with her thoughts and feelings, her fears.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silverfyre</strong> on <strong>21-12-2010, 03:17:54</strong>
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				They walked down the wooden floored hallway quietly.&nbsp; David kept his eyes forward as they passed room after room until they finally reached one near the end of the house.&nbsp; The simple pale wooden door was unadorned and fitted with an outside lock, so that the door could only be locked from within the hall rather than the room.&nbsp; David unlocked it and opened the door, flipping the light switch before stepping inside with Leah.<br><br>The room itself was rather large and tastefully decorated, rather modernly with a twist of antiquity.&nbsp; The four poster bed that dominated the center of the room was fitted with dark red sheets and heavy black drapes, all on an antique mahogany and iron frame.&nbsp; The writing desk in the corner and the bureau were crafted from similar woods and looked as equally old.&nbsp; A small refrigerator and microwave sat on a table, along with a sink and hot plate.&nbsp; A bathroom was off to the side, also within the room.&nbsp; It looked to be like a small apartment, with everything she might need right there.&nbsp; <br><br>David offered her a slight smile.<br><br>"I take it this will do?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>bri4me1025</strong> on <strong>22-12-2010, 02:18:28</strong>
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				Leah followed behind David making sure that she was behind him not to his side or in front of him. It was her place to trail behind and she did as she was taught. Her eyes left his back while she peered over at the closed wooden doors that passed her by on both sides. Leah wondered what rooms were behind those doors but she'd not ask. If David wanted her to know then he'd tell her. Her eyes returned to David's back and he drew up short at the door at the end of the hallway they'd walked down. <br><br>The door was pushed open for her and with her head bowed she stepped around David and into the room she'd be inhabiting. It was beautiful and momentarily took her breath away. Her room at her father's house hadn't been nearly as nice as this one. If she were to be David's slave at least she had a warm and inviting room to return to when he'd finished with her. Leah smiled at the interior of the room and felt it already welcoming her in. She had all she'd need in the room and she thought back to what David had said about taking care of her. <br><br>Leah turned to look at David to see a hint of a smile on his lips. Her eyes lifted from them to peer into his eyes but only for a brief moment before looking down at the flooring beneath her feet. <strong>"It will do nicely, thank you David. May I call you David?"</strong> she asked him quietly. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silverfyre</strong> on <strong>22-12-2010, 02:51:43</strong>
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				David returned to standing in the doorway, leaving her to stand near the center of her new quarters.&nbsp; He shrugged at her question and then shook his head, chuckling softly.<br><br>"For now, you may call me David.&nbsp; Formalities aside, I think we have an understanding and don't need to deal with the usual master nonsense.&nbsp; It doesn't look too good in public anyways.&nbsp; I was always a lover of discretion.&nbsp; I'm sure you can appreciate that."<br><br>His dark eyes were trailing up her body once more before settling upon her light colored eyes.&nbsp; Leah struck him as not only beautiful but unusually intelligent.&nbsp; She knew when to push and when to observe, when to shut up and when to take it back.&nbsp; He could appreciate that.&nbsp; The last thing he wanted was some useless ditz of a slave who was only good at fucking.<br><br>"Tell me, Leah, what are some of your interests?&nbsp; Any interest in schooling, perhaps?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>bri4me1025</strong> on <strong>22-12-2010, 03:03:28</strong>
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				Leah gave David her undivided attention, waiting on pins and needles to see how he'd react to her wanting to call him by his given name instead of her calling him master. It was degrading and she hated the way the words sounded. Leah also thought that by calling him by his name he'd call her by hers and he'd learn, in time, that she was a woman, not a possession. <br><br>She nodded her head at him as her way of letting him know that she understood him and when she verbalized her understanding she raised her eyes to look at David through the bangs of her hair. <strong>"Thank you. I do appreciate that. I'd like a little discretion too."</strong> Leah wasn't ashamed to admit that she didn't want everyone to know that he owned her, it was shameful to her but her new lot in life and one she'd have to learn to accept.<br><br>She felt his eyes traveling over her and she shifted her weight from one foot to the other under his scrutiny. Leah lowered her eyes once again, careful not to eye him off and it betaken as a sign of defiance. She wasn't a fool. She also wasn't stupid. While she might be a slave now she did have her own thoughts and opinions, whether she spoke of them or not she did have them. <br><br>He asked of her interests and she weighed her words carefully before answering David. <strong>"I like being outdoors. I find it very peaceful outside. I like nature. I am interested in schooling, yes. I'd like to learn to cook. May I ask what you are interested in?"</strong> Leah hoped that she wasn't over stepping her bounds as a slave by asking but she was curious.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silverfyre</strong> on <strong>22-12-2010, 03:56:05</strong>
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				David nodded, listening to what she seemed to enjoy.&nbsp; Cooking, that was something of a pleasant surprise.&nbsp; He could use a good slave preparing a home cooked meal every day.&nbsp; She was one of those outdoors type too.&nbsp; He preferred the comfortable confines of urban civilization.&nbsp; What was the sense in tramping around in the muddy outdoors when all the comforts a man could ever want were all within reach at home?&nbsp; David shrugged, waving off her questions about his own personal life.&nbsp; <br><br>It was not her place to know.&nbsp; Not yet.<br><br>"My own interests are not for you to know except when I decide to involve you in them.&nbsp; For the time being, be content in knowing that you are one of those interests."<br><br>An interest. That was all she was right now to him.&nbsp; They were not friends, nothing except a master and his little new slave.&nbsp; She would have to accept that for the time being.<br><br>"But, I think I would enjoy watching you learn.&nbsp; I shall arrange for you to be trained by Ian, our family cook.&nbsp; His rule is law within the kitchen so be sure to follow it.&nbsp; And if you desire some time outdoors, I will allow you time in the woods nearby under supervision.&nbsp; Does this please you?"<br><br>A happy slave, after all, was much more easier to manage than an unruly one.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>bri4me1025</strong> on <strong>23-12-2010, 00:58:58</strong>
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				Leah had David's attention, that was something and he had nodded at her to let her know that he was listening to her. She took that as a good sign that he wasn't completely oblivious to what she had to say. She'd take comfort in that and hope that David would continue to listen to her when she had something to say. Leah was feel a bit better, not a lot but a little bit and she lifted her eyes from her feet to peer up at David. Now she was waiting to hear what interested David. <br><br>Instead of answering her he'd chastised her and she felt properly put in her place, taking a step back from him fearing that he'd react as her father had when she'd questioned him, violently. <strong>"My apologies, I meant no disrespect, David."</strong> The strike never came but his words had a similar affect. Leah lowered her eyes unable to look at him any longer and she nodded her head in understanding. <strong>"I am content knowing I interest you, thank you."</strong> She hoped that was the answer he'd been hoping for and she glanced up at him momentarily. <br><br><strong>"I would appreciate learning what I can from Ian. I look forward to my lessons. You're a generous man, thank you."</strong> Leah felt that if she complimented him then he'd be pleased with her. Her eyes did lift so that she could look at him when he'd said he'd allow her outdoors. <strong>"You will? I'd really like that. I get claustrophobic being inside sometimes."</strong> Leah tried to smile her thanks but it only made it halfway to her lips. <strong>"It pleases me, very much. Will you be joining me outdoors?"</strong> she asked him.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silverfyre</strong> on <strong>23-12-2010, 05:15:01</strong>
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				Give and take.&nbsp; The relationship between a slave and master was not about the dominant one forcing their will upon the submissive like a club, bludgeoning them into compliance.&nbsp; No, this was a mental art.&nbsp; To give the submissive enough that they wanted more, to make them crave the control the master had over their life and to give their submission willingly... that was the true way to work the bond between slave and master.&nbsp; David had learned from the finest teacher, his father.&nbsp; His mother had been a perfectly happy slave.&nbsp; And now, Leah might become his.<br><br>He had to give her something, anything, to cling too or she would merely be unhappy, unfulfilled, empty.&nbsp; A living sex doll.&nbsp; There was no class in it, no victory.<br><br>David offered her a polite, tentative smile and nodded.<br><br>"I will see to it that Ian gives you the best training possible.&nbsp; But that will come in the morning.&nbsp; Why don't you get some rest for now and tomorrow, after breakfast, you and I can go for a walk, just before your lessons.&nbsp; How does that sound, hmm?"<br><br>David moved to leave the room, to let her sleep.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>bri4me1025</strong> on <strong>24-12-2010, 16:04:47</strong>
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				Leah watched David curiously, waiting on pins and needles. She did not know what he'd say to her or what he'd ask her to do for him. She was his slave after all, at his beck and call. It wasn't a life she'd ever imagined for herself but it was one she'd been cast into. No amount of complaining would change anything, not that Leah was a complainer, she'd learned not to at an early age. David would control her and she'd accepted that, as best she could. She'd react to all of this in her own way when left in private. She would make David happy, not give him any reason whatsoever to be unhappy with her. In treating him well she hoped to one day win back her freedom. <br><br>David smiled at her and Leah found herself smiling back at him. A happy slave made for a happy master, her fingers edging up self consciously to traced the band of the collar around her neck, her eyes riveted on David, her gaze unwavering.<br><br>Rest. She could use some rest. Tomorrow was a new day and soon her training would begin. Leah looked forward to it but hid her excitement over it well. In leaving she'd be alone to sit and think about what her life had become. He suggested a walk and she lowered her head submissively, a smile tugging at the corners of her lips. <strong>"That sounds....great. Thank you for your kindness, David. I look forward to getting out tomorrow."</strong> <br><br>Leah watched as David moved to leave her room. She sank down on the edge of her bed, hands resting demurely in her lap. Part of her wished he wouldn't leave and another part feared he'd change his mind and wouldn't. This recent turn of events, being sold to a wealthy man was very unsettling and she was fearful. Her hands bunched up the fabric of her dress in her fists, her hands trembling. So far she'd done well hadn't she? She'd not angered him or upset him, Leah hoped it would always be this way. <strong>"Good night, David,"</strong> she replied softly, laying back on her bed to stare up at the ceiling. Leah knew she'd not get any sleep.<br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silverfyre</strong> on <strong>24-12-2010, 21:19:08</strong>
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				David nodded to her once before closing the door behind him, leaving her alone in her solace and with her thoughts at her new life.&nbsp; He walked down the hall, a faint smirk of approval on his thin lips.&nbsp; She was certainly more beautiful in person and her previous training was a nice, added surprise.&nbsp; But there was a quality about Leah that troubled him, made him experience emotions that were both foreign and consuming.&nbsp; They way she looked at him, the way he felt pity towards her... it was strange for a man to pity a woman who was so submissive to begin with and accepted her life with minimum resistance.<br><br>What did it all mean?<br><br>David didn't take the time to dwell on it as he slipped into his own bed chambers and prepared to get some rest.&nbsp; It had been a long day, after all, for both of them and the early morning start he was planning for was only around the corner.<br><br>~~<br><br>The morning sun was barely in the sky when David was knocking on Leah's door gently, calling softly.<br><br>"Leah, it's time to wake up.&nbsp; You have a busy day ahead of you."&nbsp; <br><br>With that, he unlocked the door and walked in, as was his right. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>bri4me1025</strong> on <strong>25-12-2010, 00:30:58</strong>
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				Her eyes followed David until the door closed with finality behind him. Long after he'd gone Leah stared at the doorway but he never returned. During the course of the passing hours she tossed and turn but sleep eluded her at every turn. She was tired and feeling more afraid than she'd ever felt. Part of her feared not pleasing David, the other feared this new place she was to call home. It wasn't her home, it didn't feel like home and it wasn't. It was her prison. Tears fell soundlessly down her cheeks, wetting her hair and the pillow beneath her head. Her eyes fell closed but the tears still came. Her life as she'd once known it was over and a new one had replaced it. She didn't know what tomorrow would bring but soon she'd be starting a new day and she hoped it was better than this one had been. <br><br>~~<br><br>Leah blinked her eyes open and rose quietly from her bed. She'd showered and dressed in a soft yellow dress that hung loosely around her small frame. She'd rummaged around until she found a pair of hose and slipped them on, recalling David calling her too pale. Leah stepped into her matching heels and smoothed her hands over the material of her skirt. Her hair was brushed until it shone and she sat on the edge of her bed waiting for David to unlock her door. <br><br>The lock caught and she rose to her feet, hands clasped behind her back, head bowed as David walked into her room. Leah didn't speak to him he hadn't spoken to her and she knew it was respectful to let him address her first before breaking her silence. Her eyes slid up his body to rest on his face but for only the briefest of moments before staring down at the shoes on her feet. He'd mentioned a walk after breakfast and she hoped that he'd allow her some time outside today. Already she could feel the walls begin to press in on her and she needed out. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silverfyre</strong> on <strong>25-12-2010, 04:56:08</strong>
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				The morning had seemed to change David's stoic outlook upon his new slave as he greeted her with a warm smile, an odd expression on the face of the man who was now her legal owner.&nbsp; He was dressed plainly, in pleated khaki pants, a crisp, white button down dress shirt, and a polished pair of brown leather shoes.&nbsp; He saw that demure, submissive posture she assumed and he crossed the room, to gently take her chin in his hands.&nbsp; His long fingered hands were surprisingly soft, especially for a man who had a reputation for getting his hands dirty in his business dealings.<br><br>He raised her face up until she was staring into his dark, piercing eyes.<br><br>"Don't be afraid to look me in the eyes, Leah.&nbsp; I know you understand your place but there is no need to always act upon it like that.&nbsp; Look me in the eyes from now on.&nbsp; I want to see what you are truly thinking."<br><br>He let go of her face and reached up, to smooth some of the ringlets of hair that had fallen into her eyes over one of her ears.<br><br>"Come on, let's get some breakfast."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>bri4me1025</strong> on <strong>25-12-2010, 14:12:05</strong>
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				Leah smiled back at David and inclined her head respectfully at him, hands clasped tightly together behind her back. She felt far better this morning than she had last evening even though she'd gotten no rest during the long dark hours. A hand reached out towards her, she didn't flinch or blink an eye but let it come closer to her face. Her head was tilted upwards ever so slowly, David's touch a soft one not one to be feared. Leah began to relax somewhat, the folds of her dress swishing around her legs while she shifted her weight from one foot to the other one. <br><br>She took encouragement from his words, allowing her to look upon him and not hide her eyes from his as she'd first thought to do. Leah made eye contact with David, her gaze unwavering. If he wanted to see what she was thinking she'd let him, she hid nothing behind her eyes, she was easily readable by anyone that looked at her. <strong>"I'm sorry. I didn't want to be disrespectful,"</strong> she said, feeling the need to explain her actions to him.<br><br>Her hair was pushed gently back to be tucked behind her ear and she offered David another smile. He spoked of breakfast and her smile intensified, she was hungry having eaten nothing prior to arriving at David's home. <strong>"I'm starving,"</strong> she replied with a hint of a chuckle. <strong>"At this rate I could eat you out of house and home,"</strong> Leah joked. She left her room and stopped in the hallway just outside of it and waited for David to show her to the dining room for their morning meal.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silverfyre</strong> on <strong>25-12-2010, 22:44:32</strong>
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				David had dreamed of Leah the night before, but not in the capacity of a slave but rather as his wife.&nbsp; It had been an odd sentimental sensation, a true rarity for a man who placed a numerical value on people rather than seeing them as equals or even more than play things.&nbsp; Something had sparked inside of him with Leah's coming but he could not place a name to it.&nbsp; He was still the same demanding bastard he had always been but he had found with a shy, broken willed woman like Leah, it would be best to guide with a gentle hand than to utilize the firmness his father had taught him.&nbsp; To bludgeon so delicate a will might destroy it and leave him with nothing but an empty shell.&nbsp; <br><br>He wanted nothing of that sort.&nbsp; She may have been his first real "slave" but she was also something else, something beyond his recollection but still important.&nbsp; David wanted nothing more than to find out what it all meant by getting to know her.<br><br>He led her down the hallway and past the doors they had passed the night before, until they reached the front of the house where she had been brought in.&nbsp; Just off the expansive foyer was a dining hall, dominated by a large, oak table that had been passed down through the generations of David's family.&nbsp; The inviting smells of cooking bacon wafted from the open door way of the kitchen as the pair walked into the dining hall and David indicated that Leah should take a seat while he told the chef, Ian, to bring in some food.<br><br>Once the order had been acknowledged, David sat down across from Leah and offered her a polite smile.<br><br>"Ian has agreed to begin teaching you tomorrow.&nbsp; My father apparently has him wrapped up in preparing for some sort of function this afternoon so I figured we could take a walk together.&nbsp; I'd like to show you the grounds." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>bri4me1025</strong> on <strong>26-12-2010, 15:43:37</strong>
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				Leah took it upon herself to walk at David's side not behind him as she'd done the following evening when being shown to her room. In the dark hours of the night that had passed so slowly she'd been left alone with her thoughts and fears. One of her greatest fears was that she'd come to have feelings for this man who now owned her. Should she fall for this man she'd be left more vulnerable than she was at this moment. She could not allow that to happen it would only serve to make her life that much harder to bear. There was something about David that drew her to him, something she could not put a finger on or begin to understand.<br><br>Leah could see a kindness in his eyes that she'd not expected to see and she felt hope blossom from it. Perhaps her life here wouldn't be a miserable one after all. David spoke kindly to her and had given her no harsh demands as of yet. He'd given her her own room to seek refuge in and he'd allow her time outdoors. She'd hope that he'd continue to show this kindness to her and in return she'd do as he requested and she'd make him happy that he'd bought her. <br><br>Her eyes took in the richness of her surroundings. David was a very wealthy man, his person and his home reeked of it. However he wasn't flinging in her face that he had everything while she had nothing and she appreciate it. Her eyes swept over to him as they entered the dining area. Leah was impressed with what she'd seen of his home just as she was impressed in David as her owner. The table was set with rich deep colors that Leah found eye catching. This was David's world not hers and it would take some getting used to. She was in his domain and she felt very much like the outsider she was.<br><br>Leah seated herself in her chair, eyes fixed on David as he made his way around the massive table to take a seat in his. She smiled warmly at him and placed her napkin in her lap. She was raised with manners and she'd not forgotten them. David's voice sounded and filled the room, her attention was fully focused on him as he spoke to her. <strong>"I look forward to my lessons tomorrow."</strong> Her smile grew at the thought of walking around the grounds with David. <strong>"I'd like that. Would give us a chance to talk. Really talk. Get to know each other better. Perhaps you could tell me what pleases you and what doesn't. Best to get off on the right foot don't you think?"</strong> Her smile remained, she'd quickly covered for her true reason of getting to know David better, he'd piqued her interest but she'd not wanted him to know that was her reason for knowing him on a personal level. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silverfyre</strong> on <strong>26-12-2010, 21:37:58</strong>
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				David's dark eyes stared back into her own eyes for a moment, unreadable and hazy.&nbsp; He nodded demurely as the old chef, a tall, willowy man who looked to be in his late sixties but still strong and hale, entered the dining hall and placed plates in front of them laden with a good selection of breakfast foods.&nbsp; Pancakes, toast, sausage, fruit slices, bacon, and a plethora of other tasty foods were brought out for their enjoyment.&nbsp; David offered Ian a thankful nod of his head and a softly spoken bit of Italian.&nbsp; Ian smiled through a toothy grin and returned to the kitchen, but not before looking Leah over and nodding his own approval.&nbsp; Whatever it was he was looking for he must have found.<br><br>Leah's words had been intrusive once again but for once, David decided to let her in.&nbsp; She had asked before about what he personally liked and he had been brazen with his words, defensive and annoyed.&nbsp; What had sparked such a reaction was the embarrassing fact that David didn't have much of a life outside of his family home and business.&nbsp; He had to sit there and think for a moment before coming up with something to talk about, aside from her predicament.&nbsp; <br><br>"I have a fondness for language, be it spoken like Italian or something that is intangibly spoken and expressed like music.&nbsp; Do you speak any other languages besides English or perhaps you have an interest in music?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>bri4me1025</strong> on <strong>28-12-2010, 02:42:36</strong>
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				Leah looked at David as intently as he looked at her. She enjoyed looking him in the eye when speaking to him, not only was it a show of respect but she thought he had gorgeous eyes, eyes you could easily get lost in if you allowed yourself to. A man dressed in a chef's attire walked in and spoke in hushed tones to David. She assumed this was Ian, the man who'd be training her to be a cook and she nodded her head in a very simple greeting to him while a smile tugged at the corners of her mouth, just a bit of a smile. A grand feast was laid out on the table between them and Leah's eyes widened appreciatively. She hadn't seen this grand a meal in quite some time and already her mouth was watering. It was only polite to allow David to serve himself first as he was a man and she'd eat after he'd filled his plate, she was used to waiting and it didn't bother her to wait now.<br><br>At first she thought he was going to chastise her again as he had last night but he didn't. David, she assumed, was getting his thoughts in order before enlightening her a little about him as a person and not her owner. She hung on the edge of her seat, literally, waiting eagerly to hear more about him personally. Leah knew she'd have to curb her tongue in the future but she was very curious about the man who now claimed her. <br><br>He spoke of languages and she was fortunate to speak English fluently but she did enjoy hearing different languages, their diralects. Her smile broadened while she waited for David to serve himself. <strong>"I only speak English but I've always wanted to learn Italian. It's such a beautiful language. I do like music. I like to dance though I haven't danced in a while. Would you teach me Italian? I'll teach you to dance, if you don't know how."</strong> Give and take, all relationships were a two way street even this one.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silverfyre</strong> on <strong>28-12-2010, 03:46:14</strong>
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				David began to eat slowly, savoring the rich texture and taste of the food before answering her question.&nbsp; He shrugged a bit and pointed his fork at her plate.<br><br>"I was raised speaking Italian, but I doubt I am a very good teacher.&nbsp; We could try, perhaps, but it would take some time.&nbsp; And I already know how to dance. First, you should focus on your cooking lessons.&nbsp; As well as your meal, please... eat.&nbsp; You look hungry.&nbsp; It'll bring some color back to your face."<br><br>He offered her that same polite smile before he went back to eating his own meal.&nbsp; Before long, he was halfway through his first serving but was beginning to feel full.&nbsp; His eyes were always bigger than his stomach, Ian had often said, chastizing the young man when he would pile his plate high with food that would only go to waste.&nbsp; Thankfully, David had gotten rather good at returning food unnoticed from whence he took it and not wasting it.&nbsp; A covert skill but a needful one in such a life style of wanton excess.<br><br>"After breakfast, we walk.&nbsp; I have a lovely rose garden you know."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>bri4me1025</strong> on <strong>30-12-2010, 02:24:46</strong>
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				Seeing David point towards her plate Leah filled it and began to eat. She kept one hand resting beneath the table in her lap over top of her napkin while she used her fork with the other. In between bites she'd glance up at David, as it was only polite and respectful to look at the person with whom you were having a conversation with. <br><br>She spoke without thinking and hoped that David wouldn't take offense at her comment. <strong>"All I have now is time. Even if you could teach me a little it would be more than I know now and that would be good enough for me."</strong> She smiled kindly at the man seated across from her. <strong>"Any chance to broaden my horizons, I'm all for it."</strong> She laughed softly and took a few more bites of her breakfast, ever aware of David's sitting across from her. Leah found him a bit distracting but not necessarily in a bad way, quite the opposite. <br><br>Leah did as she was instructed. She grew silent to enjoy her meal. She could use some meat on her bones she was far too thin. Leah would hate to become unacceptable to David and cast out. She'd have no where to go and she couldn't risk that happening. She continued eating while she listened to him tell her about his rose garden and her eyes lit up in anticipation of being outdoors to see them. <br><br><strong>"I'm almost done, David."</strong> She told him, excited to be done with breakfast and outdoors where she could get some fresh air. <strong>"I fear I'm not much of a gardener but I do like flowers. Especially roses. I'd be thrilled if you'd show me this garden. Would you like to go now? I'm full....if...if you are."</strong> Her eyes lowered to her plate, she was getting ahead of herself, she was just happy with the concept of being outside and not stuck inside where the walls could close in on her.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silverfyre</strong> on <strong>30-12-2010, 17:33:33</strong>
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				David finished his meal in silence but offered her a demure nod of his head as he set his plate aside for Ian to come by and collect.&nbsp; He gestured at Leah to do the same.&nbsp; Standing, he pulled the napkin from his lap and dabbed at the corners of his mouth, brushing aside any crumbs in the process.&nbsp; He set the crumbled cloth back on the plate and walked away from the table, towards the door way they had come through.&nbsp; Pausing there, he offered her his hand and gave her that same, polite smile he always did.<br><br>There was, however, a hint of excitement in his dark eyes, as if to say that he looked forward to their time alone in the gardens together.&nbsp; What the source of that excitement was impossible to decipher as he gave no hint of it.<br><br>"Come along then, let's go see the rose gardens.&nbsp; They are in full bloom and I think you will enjoy them." With that, he took her hand and off they went, into the spring touched gardens of the estate.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>bri4me1025</strong> on <strong>31-12-2010, 04:37:14</strong>
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				Silence reigned in the dining room while both David and Leah finished their meals. Leah had already finished her having decided she'd much rather be shown the rose gardens than eat. She was no longer hungry and more than ready to spend some time out of the house with him. Their plates were taken away by Ian and she nodded at him as if to thank him. Her mouth had been dabbed at with her napkin and the napkin placed on the side of her place setting. Leah smiled shyly up at David as she took hold of the hand he'd held out to her. <br><br>She looked into his eyes and thought she saw something in them but she was unable to put a name to what it was she'd seen. Her smaller hand fit in David's just right and she found that she enjoyed holding his hand. It wasn't intimate but it was personal and she didn't mind it at all. Leah couldn't seem to stop smiling she was so anxious to see his gardens. She hoped to be able to spend some time there in the coming months, whether it be alone or with David. <br><br><strong>"I'm sure I will enjoy them. Would I be able to pick some? Perhaps keep a few in a vase in my room? It would brighten the room up some."</strong> Her room didn't need brightening up but the blooms decorating her room would be a reminder of her first full day here in David's home. Her hand gave his a tiny squeeze as she walked at his side out the door and onto the grounds. <strong>"I can almost smell them now,"</strong> she commented while walking next to him towards their destination.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silverfyre</strong> on <strong>31-12-2010, 06:31:11</strong>
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				The gardens outside the estate were expertly maintained and had a small army of gardeners devoted to their everyday care and upkeep.&nbsp; It showed too.&nbsp; The first blossoming of the roses were coming in, a virtual plethora of shades and colors.&nbsp; The cobblestone pathway that led out of the main hall of the manor house and down towards the lush gardens that wrapped around the whole back side of the grounds was odd, well worn with time and the countless footfalls of the Frederick family.&nbsp; David was intimately familiar with each stone, every plant as he had a vested interest in nature and the beauty it produced.<br><br>The gardens had been his long departed mother's first love and that had been a part of the bond between detached mother and son.&nbsp; <br><br>He didn't dwell on the melancholy that was attached to the sight of such beautiful plants and he took the time to get a pair of shears from one of the busy gardeners.&nbsp; He offered them to Leah with a soft smile and a twinkle in his dark eyes. <br><br>"Cut as many as you like.&nbsp; Put them in your room, as a gift from me."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>bri4me1025</strong> on <strong>01-01-2011, 18:13:25</strong>
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				Leah held onto David's hand as they threaded their way through his rose garden. The scents rising to tickle her nose had her chuckling softly. Finally! Finally she was back in her element, where she belonged, outdoors. She felt free here even while walking next to the man she recognized as her master. Her life wouldn't be so bad here if she kept David happy and pleased him. Surely she could do that, and perhaps in doing so win him over and gain her freedom, at least some of it. The blooms captured her attention and her eyes were riveted on them while her lips parted in a pleased smile. She held her other hand that wasn't holding onto David's to touch a bloom but she was quick to pull it back, casting David a sidewards glance. <br><br>She could easily see the pride in his garden written clearly on his face and it made her feel all warm and fuzzy on the inside. He had a fondness of flowers, namely roses, or someone close to him had, his mother or a sister perhaps? Regardless he seemed just as content as she to be outside enjoying the day and the rose garden spread out lovingly in front of them. <br><br>From the corner of her eye Leah looked at David expectantly, hand poised just next to a rose begging to be cut and moved to her room. When he'd given her leave to cut some as a gift from him she turned her head so she could look directly at him. <strong>"You are very generous. Thank you. I'll remember this, you showing me this garden, every time I look at them. Would you help me cut them?"</strong> Leah thought this something they could enjoy doing together.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silverfyre</strong> on <strong>01-01-2011, 19:01:59</strong>
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				David's hand guided hers towards the rose, its brightly colored petals glistening with the morning dew.&nbsp; His fingers curled around her own, closing the shears onto the stem of the rose and clipping it cleanly from the bush it was anchored to.&nbsp; The flower came free in David's hand and he offered it to her, after removing its thorns quickly with three quick snipes of the sharpened shears.<br><br>"Here you are.&nbsp; We should get eleven more, so it's a proper dozen.&nbsp; Just take them near the top or the bottom so the bush doesn't look barren once we have finished our selection."<br><br>He knew gardening and plants, it had been his silent passion since childhood. There was something about shaping a plant, controlling its ever move and pattern of growth, that was quite alluring.&nbsp; It was with quiet realization that he could do it to people as well that had made him the man his father would be proud of.&nbsp; But, something in David had always been resentful of that and now, with Leah, he was starting to realize just how much he silently disliked his father's way of life.<br><br>He offered Leah a bittersweet smile as they waked along further into the garden, picking out flowers of all shades and hues.<br><br>"Tell me something, Leah.&nbsp; If you were to be free from all this, what would you do?&nbsp; Where would you go?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>bri4me1025</strong> on <strong>01-01-2011, 21:22:31</strong>
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				His hand warmed her as he guided her in cutting the rose from it's bush. With a final snap of the sheers they held onto the flower was free and David was handing it to her. Over her shoulder she looked at him and smiled, her eyes lifting to make contact with his, smiling at him. Her eyes remained on him far longer than was appropriate but she couldn't seem to pull them away, he stood so closely to her that Leah found it distracting. <br><br>With a nod of her head she went about clipping eleven more roses so she'd have a full dozen to liven up her room. Once she had them bunched up in her arms she faced David, her face pink as a blush rose to her cheeks, her eyes looking into his but only for the briefest of moments before she brought up the flowers in her arms to smell them. <br><br>Leah's eyes drifted closed as she allowed their familiar scent to waft around her, wrapping her up. Her eyes flicked open and she was once again peering up at David. From time to time, as they'd been gathering up flowers for the vase she'd be putting them in, he'd smiled at her. David was a very handsome man who could have any woman he wanted. For whatever reason he'd wanted her and now she was here living with him. Up to now her life as a slave here wasn't nearly as bad as she'd have thought it to be, mostly because of the respect David extended to her, something she appreciated but didn't speak of, she'd let her actions speak for themselves. <br><br>She reached out her arm that wasn't holding onto the roses and took hold of David's hand, wrapping her fingers gently around his hand. His quesiton was an unexpected one and she had to think a few moments before answering. <strong>"If I was free from this I'd have a nice house for myself. Something small, not too big. I'd have a rose garden, just like this one in the backyard."</strong> She blushed profusely but continued on to complete her answer, <strong>"I'd be loved by a good man and I'd not have to be afraid of disappointing him or suffering because of it."</strong> Leah had a question for him and she asked it hesitantly. <strong>"Did you buy me or your father? My father said....he told me I was a present for you."</strong> <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silverfyre</strong> on <strong>02-01-2011, 18:19:42</strong>
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				It was a good life she wanted.&nbsp; But, the fear and tension in her voice told him that he could never give her that life without losing her, setting her free in such a terrible world.&nbsp; Nor would he, not yet.&nbsp; He still was new to her and she him.&nbsp; He wanted to know what he could explore about himself in her and see what she could offer him in this life.&nbsp; He was being selfish and he knew it, but David had been raised in such a manner and he seen nothing wrong with having his own interests at heart first before hers.&nbsp; His hand dropped away from hers as she continued to ask him such a question, to basically tell him that she was afraid of the punishments he would bring upon her.<br><br>"My father bought you.&nbsp; He merely gifted you to me.&nbsp; &nbsp;But, that's neither here nor there.&nbsp; I own you technically and you are mine to what with."<br><br>He was asserting himself again, spurred on by the fact that she freely admitted to fearing him.&nbsp; He had been a fool to think that this could have been something nice, something ...equal.&nbsp; It would never be when she feared him as such.<br><br>"Why do you think I would do such terrible things to you?&nbsp; Do you think I'm something of a tyrant?&nbsp; I have showed you nothing but love and respect yet you fear me?&nbsp; I..."<br><br>David's face returned to a scowl, the pleasantries gone.<br><br>"So be it."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>bri4me1025</strong> on <strong>02-01-2011, 22:36:16</strong>
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				The change in David's demeanor was immediate. He'd gone cold on her, not the same warm man she'd just been walking through the rose gardens with, but a different man entirely. Leah backtracked in her mind over just how she'd answered his question trying to recall what it could have been that she'd said to change his mood so drastically. One minute they were enjoying a stroll through the gardens and the next his hand was pulling away from hers and he spoke in a harsh and cold tone. Leah's eyes widened as he effectively put her in her place. For a few moments there she'd felt his equal, they could have been two people with a shared interested sharing a sweet moment but now it was lost to them. <br><br><strong>"Yes, David, you do own me, but for a moment there it didn't feel like it,"</strong> she replied speaking so softly he might have missed what she'd said altogether. <br><br>This was a side of David that Leah had hoped not to see so soon but here it was and the only thing left for her to do was to explain herself as best she could and hope to smooth this over. If he took her explanation as her overstepping her bounds then she'd deal with that bridge when and if she crossed it. <br><br><strong>"David, please. Put yourself in my shoes for just a moment. I know very little about you or what you're capable of. I do not think you are a tyrant but I do think you are a product of your upbringing. I mean no disrespect to you or your father but....buying&nbsp; a woman when you could as easily sweep one off her feet if you tried? I just don't understand. "</strong> The spell had ended and she was right back to be a slave girl and her head bowed submissively. <strong>"David....forgive me, I do not want to upset you."</strong><br><br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silverfyre</strong> on <strong>03-01-2011, 17:59:43</strong>
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				Was she questioning him?&nbsp; Was she calling him some sort of slaver simply because his father could easily buy and sell people as if they were stocks in a company?&nbsp; David felt his rage building, a cold, apathetic force that took grasp and made his dark eyes cloud over with a sternness that had been all but absent before from his gaze.&nbsp; He looked upon her with a melancholy that told her that her words had struck home, perhaps too close to his heart for him to really admit that in some way she was right.<br><br>David's grasp on her hand tightened and wordlessly, he started to walk back into the house, the roses all but forgotten.<br><br>They came to her room and he unlocked the door, directing her inside.&nbsp; He followed close behind, those cold eyes never leaving her.&nbsp; He locked the door behind him and the silence engulfed them.&nbsp; After a long moment, he pointed towards the empty vase that had been placed near her bed in their absence.<br><br>"Put the roses in there and then..."<br><br>He pointed to the spot in front of him.<br><br>"Take off your dress and your shoes.&nbsp; I think it's time you became more ...familiar with me and what I expect of you."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>bri4me1025</strong> on <strong>04-01-2011, 02:55:43</strong>
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				Leah thought she'd be sick at the look that crossed David's face. It wasn't a warm one as she'd first seen upon his face in the rose garden but one she'd hoped to never see. Clearly he was angry and disappointed in her and she knew that she had no one to blame but herself and for speaking too plainly and out of place. Leah had mistakenly felt she could speak openly but now she knew she'd made a terrible mistake in doing so and she'd regret it. Her body tensed up and she refused to look up at him much less make eye contact with him. <br><br>His hand tightened around hers and she knew then and there that she was to be punished for her belligerence and she feared it and David. She was shown back into David's house and she was helpless to do anything other than head back inside. To pull away and refuse would be unacceptable. <br><br>In the blink of her eyes they were nestled in her room and her door locked behind him. He wasted no time in instructed her in what he expected her to do. Leah had little choice and did as she was told. She made haste to fill the vase with water and deposit the roses they'd cut together into it. When she turned towards David she did look up at him and tears shone in her eyes. <br><br>Leah removed her dress and was left clad in her stockings, lacy panties and her bra. Her heels she'd kicked off and to the side. Her body shivered as his words reverberated through her mind. <em>"I think it's time you became more ...familiar with me and what I expect of you."</em> Leah cleared her throat and spoke with a shaking voice, <strong>"I await your instructions."</strong> <em>Please don't do this!</em> she cried out, not a single word spilled from her lips, they merely remained a chant in her mind. A single tear began it's trek down her cheek but Leah didn't dare move to wipe it away.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silverfyre</strong> on <strong>04-01-2011, 17:29:24</strong>
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				David's unreadable eyes watched her as her dress slipped away, revealing her lacy undergarments and that inviting, lovely skin she possessed.&nbsp; He stepped behind her, his cold hands resting upon her shoulders momentarily.&nbsp; His mind was abuzz with anger and a nervous detachment from the warmth he had felt for her before. He wanted to treat her with respect, as an equal, but she had shown him the bare truth of the matter: Until he released her from this life, this imprisonment, he was merely a product of his upbringing, no less a slaver than his father.<br><br>For the time being, that title would suit him just fine.&nbsp; She needed to learn her place and he would teach her with all the mental tools his father had taught him.&nbsp; Maybe later...They would have a chance for another life but this...<br><br>No.&nbsp; It could not be that way.&nbsp; There was no reason for it.&nbsp; No exceptions.<br><br>David's hands pushed her to her knees, forcing her to kneel before her master.&nbsp; He moved around her slowly, to stand before her once more.&nbsp; His hands wandered through the coils of her rich hair, holding her firmly in place.<br><br>"Take out my cock."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>bri4me1025</strong> on <strong>05-01-2011, 04:03:05</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Leah's body began to tense up, her eyes following David as he slowly and methodically moved behind her. Once he was out of eye sight she stared straight ahead of her. She didn't speak and she kept her breathing nice and slow afraid to move and further anger him. Leah wished now she'd held her tongue out in the rose garden but now it was too late and she couldn't take them back. The only thing left to her was to plead with her owner to show her mercy. The look in his eyes didn't convince her that he'd listen to her but she had no other recourse and had to try. <br><br>She was reveled to him, all her clothing removed save for her undergarments and his hands rested on her shoulders. Leah wanted to cry out but she bit her bottom lip to stem the flow of words that threatened to spill from her lips. Her time to plead for mercy had not come but soon it would and then she'd do whatever she had to in order to stop this before it began. <br><br>Leah hesitated and remained silent even as she was forced to kneel and before she could open her mouth to speak David had stepped around her to stand in front of her, looming over her. Her eyes were downcast upon the floor she knelt on and his words chilled her. <br><br>Her eyes lifted to peer up at David from beneath her eyelashes and she moved her hands to the waistband of David's pants, both hands trembling. <strong>"David, please, don't make me do this. I'm sorry for what I said. Please..."</strong> she pleaded, her voice breaking as tears welled up in her eyes.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silverfyre</strong> on <strong>06-01-2011, 00:03:04</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				It wasn't her words that broke David's anger.&nbsp; It wasn't the way she hesitated, shrinking back as if he was about to strike her.&nbsp; It was the way her bright, beautiful eyes looked up at him mournfully, tears welling up in their depths.&nbsp; The dark gleam in his own eyes vanished as if it had never been there and he was looking down at her in a mixture of shock and disgust, either at her crying or his own actions, she could not be sure.<br><br>He stepped back from her, no words coming from his open mouth and sat on the edge of the bed.&nbsp; His dark eyes were staring hard at the dozen roses they had clipped together earlier that afternoon.&nbsp; <br><br>David sighed heavily, shaking his head.&nbsp; He just didn't have it in him to harm her, not like this, not right now.&nbsp; His father would be disappointed in him.<br><br>"I can't do this to you, Leah.&nbsp; Please don't cry... don't look at me like that."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>bri4me1025</strong> on <strong>07-01-2011, 01:20:42</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Leah's eyes slipped closed. All the pleading in the world wouldn't change her lot in life. She was a possession for David to do with as he pleased. She'd hoped that their walk in the rose gardens and the gathering of the roses to decorate her room had brought them a little closer, the bonds of master and slave beginning to splinter but they'd been reinforced tenfold now that she was kneeling in front of him. Tears slipped from behind her closed eyelids regardless how hard she tried to force them back. <br><br>&nbsp;A creaking of the floor signal movement and she watched at David's feet moved away, just one step but he'd distanced himself. Leah's eyes fluttered open to stare up at him. Leah turned her head to look in the direction that David was looking at and she too saw the flowers they'd cut not so long ago. <br><br>Her eyes went right back to David and that same pleading light radiated out from them. When he spoke she released the breath she'd been holding and Leah dared to hope that David was having a change of heart. His words proved he had. Her eyes widened in surprise and she looked deeply into his eyes, getting completely lost in them. <strong>"Thank you, David....thank you,"</strong> she whispered. <strong>"May I rise to my feet?"</strong> she asked him demurely, not moving an inch until he'd given her leave to.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silverfyre</strong> on <strong>07-01-2011, 01:59:29</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				David just waved at her, motioning for her to rise to her stockinged feet.&nbsp; He watched her carefully as she got up, his gaze unreadable save for that gleaming of guilt or something far darker hidden in their depths.&nbsp; Soon enough, he was sighing heavily and standing, moving towards the door.&nbsp; He seemed suddenly tired, restrained, haggard.&nbsp; &nbsp;When he spoke, his voice was laced with that same exhaustion that his face displayed.<br><br>"Get dressed and go see Ian. Tell him to start your lessons.&nbsp; I will make sure Father's event is catered and taken care of.&nbsp; Just... I need some time to think, some time by myself."<br><br>His fingers curled around the door knob after he unlocked it, another sigh escaping his pressed lips.<br><br>"I think you need it too.&nbsp; Good night, Leah."<br><br>And with that, David left her alone in the darkened confines of the room, the events that could have unfolded thundering and echoing in both their minds.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>bri4me1025</strong> on <strong>08-01-2011, 04:08:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Leah slowly but steadily got to her feet not for a moment taking her eyes off David. Her eyes roamed over the chiseled features of his face as if she were studying them and committing them to memory, though she already had. He was so easy to look upon but if she looked deeply enough she could readily see the man who'd control her and lord over her, just as she could see the good hearted man who'd cut roses with her out in his garden. David was a mystery and one Leah wanted to solve, in time. <br><br>With a nod of her head she bent over to pick up her clothing and slipped them back on, smoothing a hand down over her dress while watching David to see what he'd do and say next. He wasn't predictable and because of that she did feel a little on edge not knowing what to expect from him next. He needed to think, he'd said, and she frowned, knowing that she'd upset him and hated the look that she now saw on his face. <br><br>David looked and sounded tired even though the day had just begun not too long ago. They'd shared a nice talk over breakfast then their walk in the gardens and already he was bidding her good night. Their time together had flown by and already she missed him. He'd just reached out to unlock her bedroom door, he hadn't even left her yet. Her hand reached out to him but his back was to her and he'd not have seen it. Leah's frown deepened as her hand fell to her side. <strong>"I'll report to Ian immediately. Sweet dreams, David. I'll see you tomorrow,"</strong> she whispered to him. He left her room and she waited until she could no longer hear his footsteps echoing outside her door in the hallway. <br><br>Leah reported to Ian as instructed and was taught first how to make a simple morning meal. After her lesson she returned to her room just as exhausted as David had appeared to be earlier that night. Leah tossed and turned all evening, her mind on David and how she hoped that tomorrow she'd see him smile once again. If not she'd give him reason to and she'd curb her tongue and not upset him as she had today.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silverfyre</strong> on <strong>08-01-2011, 18:59:00</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As the morning came, David never appeared in her room, nor did he come later that evening.&nbsp; He had seemingly disappeared, like a bad nightmare before the arrival of consciousness.&nbsp; Before noon came around, there was a soft knock at her door and the hesitant snapping open of the outer lock.&nbsp; The door swung open slowly to reveal the wizened face of Ian as he inched into the room, with a smug smile upon his features.&nbsp; He nodded demurely to Leah as he came fully into the room, dressed simply in his black and white suit and chef's apron.<br><br>"Master David is out on business this morning so you are to study with me this morning.&nbsp; This after noon, you will be allowed to wander the grounds as you wish, upon Master David's orders.&nbsp; Just try not to get into too much trouble, my dear."<br><br>Ian's voice was low, the sound of gravel under foot.&nbsp; He extended a hand to her with a inviting smile and led her towards the kitchens.&nbsp; He would be a gentle teacher, and hopefully, a caring friend to the young slave.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>bri4me1025</strong> on <strong>08-01-2011, 19:13:58</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Leah rose early the next morning. She showered and dressed comfortably in an ankle length black dress, hose, garter and heels just as David would want her to dress. She hoped to see him today, perhaps at breakfast and her heart raced a bit as she thought of seeing him again. A knock sounded at her door and she raced over to it. The door opened slowly and she was greeted by Ian, not David. Her smile faded as quickly at it had appeared and she nodded her head at the chef. Stepping out of her room she took hold of Ian's hand. <br><br>He'd informed her that David was out and that after his teachings she'd have the afternoon to spend in the gardens. While Leah was happy for any time she was allowed outdoors the gardens wouldn't be the same without David there to enjoy them with her. Leah sighed and fell into step with Ian as he led them to the kitchens. Leah had no real friends here and sought to at least make one. She spoke softly to Ian and tried to smile at him but it never reached her lips. <br><br><strong>"I won't get into trouble, Ian. I've learned my lesson."</strong> She brushed her hair out of her face and tucked it behind her ear as she peered out of the corner of her eye at Ian. <strong>"What will you be teaching me today? I'm eager to learn what I can."</strong> If food was Ian's passion then it would becomes hers, something they'd have in common. Something that would encourage a friendship between them. Still she missed David and couldn't resist asking about him. <strong>"Will we be seeing David any time today?"</strong><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silverfyre</strong> on <strong>08-01-2011, 20:17:34</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The old man led her into the kitchen and picked up a cutting board.&nbsp; He set it down on the granite counter top and set some carrots on top of it, each one freshly washed and ready for slicing.&nbsp; The heavy, meaty scent of some sort of beef broth was mingled with the crisp smell of fresh vegetables.&nbsp; Ian offered her a soft chuckle as he pulled a sharp knife out of the chopping block and handed it to her.<br><br>"Start with cutting those up and then, I will show you how to make the finest Irish beef stew you have ever tasted in your life."<br><br>The old chef then went towards the large, black pot that was burning on the stove.&nbsp; He dipped a long stemmed wooden spoon into the mixture and stirred it repeatedly.&nbsp; He listened to her question regarding David and shrugged, sighing a bit.&nbsp; He glanced at her briefly before returning to his stew.<br><br>"Master David comes and goes as he pleases, Leah.&nbsp; He will return sometime this afternoon, if not this evening.&nbsp; Just... focus on your lessons, please.&nbsp; Now get chopping."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>bri4me1025</strong> on <strong>08-01-2011, 20:28:20</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Leah followed Ian into his massive kitchen and felt as if she'd get lost in it. It was much larger than the one they'd had at home. Ian moved about his kitchen like a master and he was, this was his domain after all. The scent of stew hit her and she felt her stomach give a rumble and laughed softly as she rested a hand against it as if to calm it. She turned to look at Ian while he instructed her on what he wanted her to do. With a nod she got right to it.<br><br>She picked up the knife he'd gotten for her and began to meticulously cut up carrots that would be added to the stew. She wondered if he'd be adding potatoes to it too but she didn't ask. She'd let Ian teach her in his own way. <br><br>His answer wasn't what she'd been hoping to hear but at least she'd gotten an answer out of him. Her brow wrinkled as she frowned but she continued to cut up the carrots that had been set out for the stew. Her attention was focused there and not on Ian as she replayed his words over and over in her mind. David comes and goes as he pleases. Leah wondered if it was other women he went to see when he left or if he left to work with his father. That she wasn't going to ask Ian. <br><br><strong>"Forgive me for asking. I was just curious. I was hoping to see him. How long have you been employed here, do you like it here Ian?"</strong> Perhaps those were questions Ian wouldn't mind answering for her, and in doing so she'd learn more about the man who'd be instructing her in the ways of his craft, cooking. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silverfyre</strong> on <strong>09-01-2011, 00:49:24</strong>
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				"You can hope all you like, my dear, but Master David is an untamed child.&nbsp; He is young, yes, but it is his immaturity that will either prove he is a man of value in the end or doom him to be just like his father."<br><br>The words were hissed low by the old man, as he walked behind Leah, to share his true thoughts with her and her alone.&nbsp; He had come to trust the young lady but there was still so much that she had to learn.&nbsp; He knew of her predicament and how Master Frederick Sr. had bought and sold her like one would stock in a company or a fine riding horse.&nbsp; He was appalled by this and Ian, having known David since he was but a twinkle in his father's sadistic eyes, hoped that the young master did not turn out in the same manner.&nbsp; The thought broke his heart.<br><br>Two potatoes joined the sliced carrots on Leah's chopping board.<br><br>"I'll get you something to eat while you finish up."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>bri4me1025</strong> on <strong>09-01-2011, 06:45:29</strong>
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				Leah hadn't expected Ian to speak of David but she was glad that he had. Her head turned and she'd stopped her tast of cutting up the carrots to peer inquisitively at the man instructing her. Doom him to be like his father, that's what she'd thought in the gardens but to hear Ian echo the sentiment made her smile a bit. <br><br>She already felt a closer bond with Ian, what with both of them caring about David and the man he would become as he grew older. Leah didn't want him to become like his father and neither did Ian apparently. Leah was already growing attached to David and there were feelings involved. She couldn't explain them and she had a hard time understanding them but they were still very real. Ian spoke from his heart and she could hear it clearly and she felt a kinship with this man who worried about the man he worked for. <strong>"All we can do is hope that David will make the right decisions and live his own life, for himself not for anyone else."</strong><br><br>Leah laughed softly at the potatoes that joined the uncut carrots on her cutting board. <strong>"I guess that's your way of telling me to get back to work?"</strong> She smiled warmly at the man she now considered a friend and got back to her task of cutting. Ian explained that he'd feed her when she was done working and she was already getting hungry thinking about it. <strong>"Thank you, Ian. I'm really glad to be learning from you. I'm learning many things I didn't expect to learn."</strong><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silverfyre</strong> on <strong>09-01-2011, 21:44:42</strong>
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				"Knowledge is often found in the last place you seek to find it."<br><br>Ian's warm words were not just delivered to her because he liked Leah, but because he secretly hoped that she would influence David into becoming a better man, an honorable man.&nbsp; The old chef wore many hats around the estate but he had always thought of himself as David's moral compass in trying times.&nbsp; He had steered the young man's conscious and his actions to the best of his abilities but now that the boy had grown into a man, there was not much else he could do.&nbsp; But, the touch of a woman could accomplish many things that a wizened old tutor's could not.<br><br>Ian stirred the stew again and produced a small black cook book from one of the drawers in the kitchen.&nbsp; He set it down next to Leah and opened up the book to the page containing the stew's recipe.&nbsp; He then started going over the ingredients with her while she prepared the vegetables.&nbsp; After the task was complete, he placed the book in her hands and offered her a soft, warm smile.<br><br>"I think tonight you should prepare a meal for Master David, by yourself.&nbsp; I think it will be a fine gift, yes?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>bri4me1025</strong> on <strong>13-01-2011, 02:16:15</strong>
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				Leah glanced over at Ian out of the corner of her eye, her hands still moving swiftly while continuing to cut up the remainder of the carrots. <strong>"Yes it is, Ian. Yes it is,"</strong> she replied quietly giving him a friendly smile. She too had hopes that David would choose not to follow in those of his father and become a better man. One who didn't have to buy women but could sweep them off their feet. It's who she wanted to see David become and perhaps while she was here she could help him find the right path. The carrots were done and added to the stew and she was now focusing on the potatoes.<br><br>It didn't take her long to finish cutting them up and once they were done those too were added to the stew and stirred into the boiling pot. Leah wiped her hands off on the apron Ian had given her upon first entering the kitchen. Ian approached her with a book in hand and she smiled as he sat down next to her opening it up to the recipe of the stew they were making together. She ran her fingertip gingerly over the page and turned to look at Ian. <br><br>Leah only had to think for a second or two and she was eagerly answering Ian. <strong>"I think it would. I'd like to do that. Ian....what is his favorite dish? I'd like to make that for him."</strong> Leah was eager to prepare David's meal, the way to a man's heart was through his stomach after all.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silverfyre</strong> on <strong>13-01-2011, 02:42:16</strong>
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				Ian was a gentle, old soul but he also had the fierce spirit of a lover inside of him.&nbsp; He had been happily married to one of the maids of the house, for a good forty seven years before she had sadly passed away.&nbsp; He knew that to tell her what David liked and hated as far as cuisine went would rob her of the mystery of exploring him for herself.&nbsp; He shook his head with an uncharacteristically secretively smile upon his withered lips, tapping the cover of the black covered recipe book.<br><br>"No, to tell you that would take the fun out of it.&nbsp; Experiment, cook from your heart.&nbsp; It will tell you what to make, my dear.&nbsp; Now, come let's get you some breakfast before I set you loose in the kitchen."<br><br>With that, Ian went about preparing her something to eat and after she had dined, he left her alone to continue her newest project: seducing David through her cooking, the crafting of her choice, and making him a better man for it.&nbsp; Ian would be in the shadows, watching... hoping.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>bri4me1025</strong> on <strong>13-01-2011, 03:07:11</strong>
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				Leah gingerly leafed through the pages of the book Ian had presented to her. Recipe after recipe stared back up at her and her eyes softened around the edges as she read over their ingredients. She had a desire to cook that was far stronger than she'd realized. Ian surprised her by telling her that he'd not tell her what David's favorite foods were and left it up to her to find out for herself. It was almost like a game and she'd take up the challenge gladly. <br><br><strong>"You're right again, Ian. It's best if I figure that out for myself by trial and error. I worry that I'll ruin his dinner, whether it's from the heart or not but I'll do my best."</strong> Leah thought that David would be meat and potatoes kind of man and she was leaning towards giving that a try first. Her eyes roamed lovingly over the recipes in the book Ian had given her. She was excited about preparing a meal for David and serving it to him. <br><br>Leah ate her breakfast and was eager to be set loose in the kitchen to plan a meal for David. Whether or not she'd be joining him would be David's decision and just in case he did want to share it with her she'd want to look her best for him. <strong>"Breakfast was wonderful, Ian. Thank you. I think I know what I'll make for David's dinner. Steak, medium, red skin on potatoes and a tossed salad. I think that's a good start."</strong> With an encouraging smile from Ian her mentor she set out preparing David's dinner. <br><br>It had taken a little longer than she'd have liked but it was now prepared and she had time to return to her room and change before David was due to be called down for dinner. Excusing herself and racing from the kitchen Leah freshened up, ran a brush through her hair and dressed comfortably in a knee length dark blue skirt and a dark blue and white stripped top. She fastened her garters and hose and stepped into her heels. Pleased with her appearance she sat on the edge of her bed and waiting for David to arrive, if he arrived to ask her to dinner. Leah tried not to get her hopes up that he'd come for her, she'd not seen him in a while and worried now that she'd not see him at all that evening.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silverfyre</strong> on <strong>14-01-2011, 01:28:21</strong>
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				Most of the evening would pass in silence for Leah.&nbsp; Hope was beginning to fade when the sun had long since disappeared behind the horizon and the estate had been plunged into darkness.&nbsp; No sounds save for the unseen presence of the servants and the nocturnal audience of animals was heard from within her chamber.&nbsp; The clock began its climb through the eighth hour when suddenly, there was the sound of heavy foot falls in the hallway outside her door and the sharp click of the lock being opened.<br><br>The dark wooden door swung open slowly and standing there was the shadowy form of David, her master.&nbsp; He looked haggard, tired, the weary traveler returning home from a long trip aboard.&nbsp; His dark eyes were ringing with circles and a haunted look was etched into his handsome features.&nbsp; Nevertheless, the sight of her, freshly dressed and looking radiantly beautiful, seemed to thrill her master and he offered her a soft little smile, beckoning for her to follow him.<br><br>As they walked, he took her hand into his own, that melancholy look about him but the smile remaining.<br><br>"Ian was telling me you cooked dinner tonight.&nbsp; Is this true?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>bri4me1025</strong> on <strong>15-01-2011, 02:17:44</strong>
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				The longer Leah waited the more convinced she became that David wouldn't come for her. Perhaps she'd spoken too bluntly and he wanted nothing further to do with her. If that was the case he may sell her to some other man or let her stay here and keep his distance. She wrung her hands in the material of her skirt while she waited. The hour grew later and she hung her head, disappointment enveloping her. Her eyes closed and she sighed wearily wishing for the hundredth time that she'd kept her mouth shut and her thoughts to herself. Now it was to late to call them back.<br><br>She heard a clicking of the lock of her door and lifted her head to peer up from beneath the bangs of her hair. Her heart soared when David stepped into her room. Her eyes widened with excitement at seeing him again after what felt like ages but her excitement soon began to fade when she saw how tired he looked. Of course she wondered what had tired him but she knew her place in his household and wouldn't ask him. <br><br>He was still stunning to look upon and she smiled happily at him while reaching out to take hold of his hand. She fell into step at his side and turned her head so she could see him as they walked down the long corridor that lead from her room. David was upset, she could feel it as much as see it in his eyes when he looked at her and she worried about him. <br><br><strong>"It is true, yes. I made you dinner. Ian let me choose what to make. If it's alright with you I'd rather not tell you what I made but let you be surprised by it."</strong> Involuntarily she held tighter to his hand. <strong>"If you don't like surprises then I'll tell you."</strong> The last thing Leah wanted to do was upset him further.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silverfyre</strong> on <strong>15-01-2011, 03:48:34</strong>
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				David's dark eyes gleamed in the dim light of the hallway as they walked towards the dining area.&nbsp; He was haggard, his features drawn and weary.&nbsp; He looked as if some unseen cloud hung over his head, raining its negativity upon him for whatever purpose he had assigned to it.&nbsp; He sighed softly, but he nodded and the darkness around his face seemed to recede a little.<br><br>"Ian let you cook me dinner and decide what to make?&nbsp; He must have faith in your abilities then.&nbsp; I tend to be a very picky eater."<br><br>Those shadows began to diminish as they reached the kitchen and David took his customary seat near the head of the long dining table.&nbsp; He waved her towards the kitchen with that demure smile of his.<br><br>"Well, I can handle surprises but don't keep me waiting too long.&nbsp; And please, bring a plate for yourself.&nbsp; I'd love the company tonight.&nbsp; It's.. been a very long and lonely day."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>bri4me1025</strong> on <strong>15-01-2011, 14:22:23</strong>
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				Leah walked silently at David's side, their footsteps bringing them ever closer to the dining room. His dinner had surely cooled by now and she'd warm it for him, making sure that he had a hot meal to consume. She couldn't stop looking over at him, growing more and more worried about him by the minute. He'd spoken very little to her and when he had the words had felt forced. <br><br>His question took her by surprise and she choose her words carefully, mindful not to say anything that she thought might upset him more than he already was. <strong>"He did. Ian gave me a cookbook and I choose what I thought you'd like. If you don't like it, I'll make you something you will like."</strong> She felt a nervous wreck around him, fearing that she'd say or do the wrong thing and upset him. <br><br>He smiled but it wasn't a warm or welcoming one and her worry over him intensified. Perhaps she could get him to confide in her after he'd eaten. Leah watched as he sat down and she smiled a bit at him. <strong>"I won't keep you waiting long. Thank you for allowing me to eat with you, David."</strong> With a dip of her head she scurried off to the kitchen and made short work of warming up two plates for them. <br><br>She returned to the dining room and leaned down to sit David's plate in front of him, with a turn of her head she was brought face to face with him and her heart thuddered. With a hint of a smile tugging at her lips she moved away and took her plate to the far end of the table opposite David and sank down in her chair. <strong>"I hope you enjoy your dinner,"</strong> she told him, demurely unfolding her napkin and placing it on her lap.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silverfyre</strong> on <strong>15-01-2011, 19:53:58</strong>
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				David's dark eyes wandered over the rich foods she had prepared for him: a medium rare porterhouse steak, fixed with a wonderful red wine sauce, buttered and herb soaked red skinned potatoes with a vegetable medley, and a fresh, Italian dressing tossed salad.&nbsp; It was elegant in its simplicity and it was perfectly presented.&nbsp; The thought that she had put so much thought and love into the meal after they had had such a terrible evening almost brought thankful tears to his eyes.&nbsp; He looked over at her as he picked up his fork and knife and nodded his head in thanks.&nbsp; The smile on his bloodless lips was genuine in its sincerity.<br><br>"This is just wonderful, Leah.&nbsp; Thank you so much for this.&nbsp; It's... a wonderful gesture after I've had such a terrible day."<br><br>He didn't go into details as his hunger over came him and he fell upon the meal, slicing the meat up into bite size portions before placing them into his waiting mouth.&nbsp; He appeared to have forgotten to eat all day and the ravishing hunger soon stopped all conversation as he continued to enjoy such a wonderfully thoughtful and filling meal.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>bri4me1025</strong> on <strong>16-01-2011, 02:04:58</strong>
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				Leah stared down at the meat and potatoes resting on her plate. She wasn't as hungry as she'd been while waiting for David but she was happy to be sharing his table. Every now and then she'd steal a look over at him and simply enjoyed being with him, even if a grand table separated them. She'd missed him and hadn't realized how much until now and it made her smile, her eyes lowering from his face back to her plate positioned in front of her. She waited on pins and needles for David to comment on the dinner she'd painstakingly prepared for him. <br><br>When she felt his eyes on her she looked up at him and made eye contact. Her breath hitched in her throat and she blinked her eyes expectantly at him. His words made her smile broader and she inclined her head at him. <strong>"You're very welcome, David. If this improves your day then I'll cook for you more often, if you'd like."</strong> She was concerned about his having a terrible day and wanted to ask him about it but she refrained when he dug into his dinner with gusto. <br><br>Leah nibbled at her meal, her attention on the man seated just down the length of the table from her, distracting her from eating. David had no trouble eating his portion and she watched him from underneath her lashes, her smile planted firmly on her lips. When she could hold her silence no longer she spoke up and asked him about his day. <strong>"I'm so sorry you had a terrible day, would you like to tell me about it?"</strong> she asked in a whisper soft tone of voice.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silverfyre</strong> on <strong>16-01-2011, 16:27:44</strong>
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				The fork and knife clattered against the empty plate as David finished his meal.&nbsp; It had been savory, perfectly seasoned, and prepared just the way he liked it.&nbsp; He may have been a picky eater, much to Ian's long standing lament, but he enjoyed the simple pleasures in food as well.&nbsp; What man could resist a well cooked steak or russet potatoes?&nbsp; Even one of David's rich and proper upbringing could ignore such simple staples in their diet.&nbsp; The light had returned to his dark eyes and he looked less tired, less weary.&nbsp; <br><br>"I think I would like that.&nbsp; Ian's cooking is wonderful, but it lacks the ... well whatever it is you put into this.&nbsp; I have never had such a great tasting steak."<br><br>It was true for the most part.&nbsp; As much as he loved steak, he rarely got it as a meal.&nbsp; But, there was also the fact that he wanted to make Leah feel appreciated.&nbsp; &nbsp;She had created a meal for him as a labor of love and not just because Ian might have told her to do as such. It was a beautiful gesture and David silently swore he would have to find the patience he sorely lacked to make it up to her for the other night.&nbsp; She hadn't run away or hidden from him: she had come full circle and wanted nothing more than to be closer to him.&nbsp; <br><br>He would give her that chance and see where it went.<br><br>He sighed heavily, leaning back in his high backed chair to regard her curiously.&nbsp; She only wanted to know what was bothering, this was no inquisition.&nbsp; Shrugging, he told her plainly.<br><br>"I have been running my own businesses, free of my father's influence or reputation.&nbsp; I hate living in his shadow and wished to see how I could embark on my own.&nbsp; The market has not been so kind lately, not since the recession hit.&nbsp; I lost quite a bit today and I am back to square one.&nbsp; There is nothing more I can do."<br><br>He paused, sighing again.&nbsp; He glanced up to stare into her eyes.<br><br>"The truth is, Leah.... I want to be my own man, not just an extension of my father's will."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>bri4me1025</strong> on <strong>16-01-2011, 17:00:18</strong>
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				Leah was thrilled that David wanted her to prepare his meals and she'd be sure to plan each meal the prepared for him carefully so that she kept him happy and glad to have her around. She felt everything would be fine as long as she was needed and she planned on being needed. Making David happy was something that she wanted to do, not something she felt was forced on her. Her life here wasn't as bad as she'd once feared it to be and she felt a great weight lift off her shoulders and she smiled across the table at him. <strong>"I'm glad it's to your liking. I'll look forward to preparing your meals, David."</strong><br><br>She wasn't too sure whether or not David would give her an answer and share his day with her. She was pleasantly surprised when he did. Leah had no idea he worked alone doing his own thing and not working with his father. She was proud of him for taking it upon himself to branch out and do what he wanted to do simply because he wanted to not because his father asked it of him. Leah smiled as she listened intently to him. <br><br>He spoke of wanting to be his own man and live his own life, free of his father and she felt pride in him well up in her. Her eyes lifted from her plate so that she could look at him. He hadn't given her permission to share her opinion but that's what she was going to do. She was no longer worried of the consequences. <br><br><strong>"I think that's a great idea, David. You have to do what makes you happy not your father. This is your life, not his. He's lived his now it's time you lived yours. If there is any way I can help you then I will. I'd do anything you asked of me."</strong> Her lips tugged upward into a warm smile. She nibbled more at her dinner, watching David while doing so. <strong>"Will this anger your father? You not following in his footsteps?"</strong> she asked, wiping at her lips with her napkin.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silverfyre</strong> on <strong>16-01-2011, 17:32:06</strong>
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				"It will.&nbsp; He is a possessive man, a downright tyrant with those he considers his property.&nbsp; You know..."<br><br>David paused for a moment, trying to decide whether to tell her or not the truth of her purchase.&nbsp; She had been offered up by her father but she had been given to David as more than just a gift, more of a test.&nbsp; David had learned this recently from Ian, confirming his own suspicions about his father's seemingly loving gift.&nbsp; This was nothing more than a test of his upbringing, of David living up to his expectations.&nbsp; As far as his father would be concerned, he had already failed.&nbsp; A good slave did not speak until spoken to, let alone share her master's private business.&nbsp; But here was David, telling her everything and treating her almost like an equal.<br><br>It would disgust his father to see his son having fallen so far, so fast.<br><br>"My father wanted me to have you as a test, to see if I would be just as he has instructed.&nbsp; Ruthless, demanding, destructive... I can't be like that, Leah.&nbsp; Not to you."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>bri4me1025</strong> on <strong>16-01-2011, 17:45:51</strong>
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				Leah frowned. The last thing she wanted was for David to go upsetting or angering her father but that was exactly what he was doing, he'd said as much. He stopped mid sentence and didn't finish it which made her frown deeper. David confirmed that his father was angry and now she knew more about what kind of man his father was. A tyrant, a possessive tyrant. Something David wasn't, and hadn't been, not to her anyway. For this she was thankful that he'd not wanted to follow in his father's footsteps. <br><br>She grew quiet and her thoughts turned inward as she began to think of the reasons she was bought for David. Still she had a hard time of wrapping her mind around a man buying a woman to own, making her his possession, not his equal. It was unheard of yet that was what she was, a woman bought and sold and her frown wrinkled her brow as she pondered over it. <br><br>David's voice pulled her out of her musings and she peered across the table stretched out between them. He explained to her why his father had bought her. To test his son. Leah was sickened by David's father and already a deep hate began to form for the man David called father. His confession warmed her and she smiled a bit at him.<br><br><strong>"Your father has certain expectations of you. But that's not the man you are David. I didn't want you to be that man, and now I see that you aren't. Something....I think something is happening here. I don't know what it is. Are...are you saying you feel it to? If I am speaking out of place then I apologize."</strong> She mused further about David's predicament then an idea came to her. <strong>"David...what if your father <strong>thinks</strong> you're becoming the man he wants you to be? He just has to believe it right? It doesn't have to be true."</strong> Leah didn't feel it her place to come right out and suggest they dupe his father but that's what she was getting at and hoped David would pick up on it.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silverfyre</strong> on <strong>16-01-2011, 18:09:40</strong>
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				David honestly did not know what he was feeling for her.&nbsp; Such emotions were rare, if not completely foreign all together, in the young man who had been raised by a distant, demanding father and a dead mother.&nbsp; He had never wanted to protect someone like he did Leah, nor did he find himself losing the quietly intimidating edge he usually had over other people around others.&nbsp; She was taming him, he felt, and it was downright frightening how it made him look at her.<br><br>His dark eyes stared back into hers as she asked if he was feeling something happening between them.&nbsp; It was the undeniable truth.&nbsp; His heart had been forced to feel something it never had: something passionate, all encompassing, warm and beautiful.&nbsp; He dared not call it love just yet but this had to be something similar, something so completely selfless could only be as such.<br><br>"Yes, I feel it.&nbsp; I don't know what it is but I say we let it grow, Leah."<br><br>He lowered his eyes as his cheeks started to burn crimson.&nbsp; He had no other words for her on that subject, as he could barely explain it to himself.&nbsp; Her suggestion roused him out of his reverie and he regarded her curiously, one dark eyebrow arched.<br><br>"Well, yes.&nbsp; He only needs to think that there is... something going on that he would approve of.&nbsp; Ian would never betray us but the other servants might.&nbsp; ...What are you suggesting?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>bri4me1025</strong> on <strong>16-01-2011, 18:34:31</strong>
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				Leah waited with baited breath for David to either confirm or deny that he had some kind of feelings for her. She'd convinced herself that he did because of how he treated her as an equal and hadn't made demands of her. Still she'd wait eagerly for his answer. Leah no longer feared him, her fears had faded but now they were beginning to return. Not her fear of David but her fear of his father. Leah had no idea what his father was capable of. He'd bougher her after all. <br><br>She peered into his eyes, getting lost there and waited. When he confirmed her suspiscions that he too had feelings for her she released her pent up breath and smile warmly at him. She was no longer his slave for him to slate himself on but someone he had genuine feelings for. That was what humbled her and she lowered her eyes demurely because of it. <br><br><strong>"I would like that, David, seeing where this will lead us. I like it here, with you."</strong> she admitted quietly, peeking up at him through the bangs of her hair. <strong>"I'm glad now that I was brought here."</strong><br><br>Hearing David she was certain her plan would work and hoped that David would feel the same. <strong>"I'm suggesting...."</strong> she trailed off there and glanced around her, fearing that she might be overheard. Wiping her mouth one final time she put her napkin next to her plate and rose to her feet. Leah rounded the table and sat down in the chair closest to where David sat, lowering her voice and speaking in a hushed tone. <strong>"Let's allow him to think that he's got the son he wants. When we're with your father, I'm your slave. Treat me as such. Make him believe he's gotten his money's worth."</strong><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silverfyre</strong> on <strong>16-01-2011, 19:31:12</strong>
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				David had a hard time thinking with her so close.&nbsp; He could smell the faint scent of her perfume, mingling with the sweet, heavenly scents of the kitchen and the wonderful meal she had produced.&nbsp; That close proximity made him want to take her into his arms and do all of those things he had denied himself for so long.&nbsp; He was nothing of a playboy, far from it.&nbsp; He was all business usually, focusing primarily on his own ventures and those that his father had put him in charge of.&nbsp; This was strange, alien territory and the closeness of such a beautiful woman only made his mind all the more befuddled.<br><br>"I...I don't know, Leah.&nbsp; I have a hard time treating you like that.&nbsp; How.. what would I do?"<br><br>He was stammering and he hated himself for being so damned nervous.&nbsp; He rose sharply and touched her arm.&nbsp; That brief physical contact was enough to make his skin feel like he had been jolted by electricity.<br><br>"Come on, let's go speak in your room and maybe work out this plan some more... practice or what not."<br><br>His voice was low as they departed the kitchen and hopefully away from any prying eyes.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>bri4me1025</strong> on <strong>16-01-2011, 23:48:51</strong>
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				Leah was not used to being in such close proximity with David and it was doing strange things to her. She felt butterflies in her stomach and her heart raced. Her eyes lowered from his face and she focused instead on his cleaned plate. When he looked at her so intently it was difficult for her to think clearly. Leah bit down on her lower lips, what she suggested was that they flat out lie to his father and should their game be found out David may well have to suffer the consequences just as she would likely be sent away and unable to return. Leah didn't want that but it was a risk she was willing to take, they might just be able to pull this off after all, they had to try. <br><br>She nodded her head in understanding at him finding it hard to treat her as his father would expect him to and it warmed her heart. David was a good man and was proving it with his honesty. <strong>"I don't know what you'd do. We'll have to figure that out,"</strong> she told him in a hushed tone. <br><br>Her eyes lifted from his plate to focus on his face, her eyes meeting his. With an inclination of her head she rose to her feet and reached out for David's hand, wrapping her fingers around it and tugging gently. She walked with him out of the kitchen and down the hallway that would end at her bedroom door. <br><br>Once they'd arrived she opened the door and ushered him inside. Leah turned to look at him and then she glanced down at their joined hands. During the walk to her room she'd been given time to come up with a few ideas to convince his father that he was the man he'd always thought him to be. <strong>"Now we can talk safely. David....I think that you'll have to show your father that you have the upper hand over me. He bought me for you, you own me. I'm your possession. Give me an order."</strong> No time like the present, she thought, to start practicing their deception. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silverfyre</strong> on <strong>17-01-2011, 03:40:17</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				David had done it before and she had carried it out, albeit with some hesitation and a good deal of crying.&nbsp; He had said the words in anger but he had meant them as well.&nbsp; Then, how come it was so hard to give her a command right now, when it was the most crucial, meaningful?&nbsp; He had won her submission and he would need to flaunt it around his father so that they could keep up the illusion, just long enough for him to complete his own business ventures and finally be free of the man, that tyrant whose flesh and blood he hailed from.&nbsp; <br><br>He had to do this, he told himself, or all would be lost, including the most precious thing: Leah.<br><br>His dark eyes closed and he sighed, steadying himself and trying to sound authoritarian.&nbsp; He focused on how his own father presented himself, how he carried himself with that brooding aura of quiet intimidation, that deep set scowl and upraised chin of born of an arrogant upbringing.&nbsp; He could emulate it well enough but he could only hope his father did not see through it for the farce that it was.<br><br>He affixed Leah with a stern glance and nodded slowly.<br><br>"Step out of your heels."<br><br>Small commands, small steps. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>bri4me1025</strong> on <strong>18-01-2011, 01:42:19</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Leah stood in front of David, her eyes traveling across his face as if she were memorizing every facet of it, though in truth she could picture him perfectly every time she closed her eyes. She smiled slightly and gave a nod of her head in encouragement feeling that he'd need a little. This farce would have to be convincing if they were to keep his father in the dark with house things really stood between them. Having David's father angry at him would simply not do and Leah would do whatever it was within her limited power to see that his father was convinced. <br><br>Her bright blue eyes blinked in rapid succession while his darker ones closed. She took a tiny step closer to him and when he was ready David issued his command. Step out of her heels. It was a smart start but a start nonetheless. Her head bowed submissively and she spoke quietly, her voice barely above that of a whisper. <strong>"As you wish."</strong> Leah remained standing up perfectly straight and stepped out of her black heels and kicked them the the side out of the way. <br><br>Leah looked up at David and gave another nod if her head to signal that she was ready for his next command. So far he'd sounded the part now if he could just be consistent. That was her worry, that he'd have a hard time issuing harder commands, commands that would prove to his father that she was in fact his son's possession. <strong>"That was good, please continue,"</strong> she told him with a hint of a smile touching her lips.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silverfyre</strong> on <strong>19-01-2011, 21:58:52</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				David had been trained to rule over people since his earliest memories as a child but executing it had always been something of a problem with him.&nbsp; At the very core of it, there lurked a gentle soul, a heart that beat out of compassion, however hidden and quiet it might have been.&nbsp; His father had tried ruthlessly, time and time again, to instill that commanding aura that he carried about himself but it had failed for all intensive purposes.&nbsp; No matter.&nbsp; He merely had to the right person to lord over, to issue commands to, and Leah was supposed to be that person, that slave of David's will.&nbsp; How ironic it seemed then that she was instructing him on how to seem authentically domination.&nbsp; <br><br>David's dark eyes opened slowly and his face took on a good impersonation of the one his father often gave to his subordinates.&nbsp; He would merely have to be the mirror upon which his father's actions were carried out.&nbsp; Taking a deep breath, David's voice sounded low, charged, authoritarian.&nbsp; <br><br>He sounded like his hated father.<br><br>"Take off your dress and get on all fours."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>bri4me1025</strong> on <strong>20-01-2011, 13:17:03</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Leah found it a bit off that she was now instructing and helping David issue commands to her. It was for his father's benefit that she did so. Over the short time she'd been a resident in David's home she'd come to care about him a great deal, though she hadn't expected to, she had. She felt the pressing need to protect him from his father and to help prevent him from one day turning into the same man that his father was. If having to be treated like a slave in his father's presence would enable her to protect him then so be it. This wasn't easy for him she saw that so clearly on his face.<br><br>She gave him an encouraging smile and a curt nod of her head while she waited for him to issue his next command. In his face she saw the man his father wanted him to be, but in his eyes she saw the man she was falling head over heels for. She trusted David and his command was given with the authority she'd hoped for. <br><br>With a bowing of her head she reached behind her to unzip her dress and let it fall to pool at her feet. Leah stepped out of her dress and knelt in front of him, kneeling on her hands and knees just as he'd directed. Turning to peer over her shoulder she gave him a sweet smile. <strong>"Much better, see? You can do this, David,"</strong> she reassured him. She felt confident that he'd have no problem convincing his father he was ready to follow in his footsteps. Leah waited for David to issue his next command, <strong>"Put a little more force behind your commands,"</strong> she replied softly. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silverfyre</strong> on <strong>21-01-2011, 01:32:34</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				David was beginning to think that this plan would actually be successful.&nbsp; He was feeling excited about the prospect of holding command over her, but not just taken by harsh language and punishment but given freely by a loving heart and guided by a gentle, caring hand.&nbsp; She was naturally a submissive, and had been trained as such her whole life.&nbsp; David thought she knew no other lifestyle so would it not come easily for her to follow his commands if they were born out of such a devotion?<br><br>He watched as the dress fell around her feet and she stood before him in only her undergarments and her hose.&nbsp; She was radiantly beautiful, a flawless creature of pale, alabaster skin and delicate, angelic features.&nbsp; He had seen her naked before but never in this light, never because she wanted to be.&nbsp; It made his heart still in his chest and his next command, so thoroughly rehearsed in his mind, died on his lips.&nbsp; <br><br>"You are beautiful, Leah..."<br><br>And with that, David knew he was falling for her.&nbsp; There would be no stopping it and he didn't hesitate to pull her to her feet and gently kiss her soft lips. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>bri4me1025</strong> on <strong>21-01-2011, 02:06:32</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Leah cast her eyes from David thinking that if she didn't look at him then he'd find it easier to make demands of her. He wasn't enjoying this and she knew it, she had but to look at him, look into his eyes to know this wasn't something that David wanted to do, but he would, he had little choice. It didn't matter what he asked her to do next, she'd do it. Regardless of her feelings for him he was her master, bought and paid for and it was her place to do as she was told and she would, without complaint but deep down she knew he was through making demands of her. <br><br>She looked over her shoulder at him and he was moving closer. Her eyes lifted to meet his and his compliment made her blush profusely. She was at a total loss for words, kneeling there in her hose and black lace undergarments. A smile touched her lips and before she knew what his intent was David was helping her to her feet. His lips met hers and all rational thought fled. Her lips moved against his and she nipped gently and innocently at his bottom lip. <br><br>Leah enjoyed his kiss, now that she had the taste of him in her mouth she'd crave him. She spoke softly between heated kisses. <strong>"I like your kiss, please don't stop,"</strong> she pleaded, smiling against his lips, the tip of her tongue flicking out to trace gently against his lower lip. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silverfyre</strong> on <strong>22-01-2011, 00:26:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"As you wish."<br><br>He spoke the words in a throaty, husky tone, as his hungry lips pressed once again to hers in a fit of sudden passion.&nbsp; David did not know what over came him but he relished in it.&nbsp; The warm of Leah's body against his, the feel of her lips upon his own, was intoxicating, both foreign and seemingly familiar all in the same breath.&nbsp; He had wanted something like this his whole life but he had never known it until that moment.&nbsp; His strong, wiry arms went about her waist as they embraced, their kissing growing more heated, more urgent.<br><br>His fingers played with the lace of her panties, the softness of her pale skin just beneath them.&nbsp; She was a curvaeous beauty and right now, she was his.<br><br>His lips started to trail down her neck, moving down towards her collarbone.&nbsp; Those kisses were accentuated by quick little lover's nips: the brushing of the teeth against the skin, barely biting.&nbsp; He chuckled as his lips stopped at the top of her bra, longing for those ample breasts.&nbsp; He looked up at her expectantly, a playful twinkle in his dark eyes. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>bri4me1025</strong> on <strong>22-01-2011, 16:30:39</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>As you wish.</em> Three small words that held a far bigger meaning. Leah blinked her eyes slowly at David and time slowed. His body was leaning into her own and her body warmed as she leaned into him. He smelled good, he felt good standing so close to her and he tasted good. A taste she felt she was already addicted to. Whatever was happening between them she welcomed it. Not only would she have a much better lot in life but she felt cared for. It wasn't something she'd expected but it was something she'd wanted, more than anything, for someone to care about her. She'd wanted David to care, not want to own her, and she felt that he was starting to care about her.<br><br>She felt his fingers at the edges of her panties and a blush rose to her cheeks. Everywhere his fingertips brushed her skin burned, craving more of his touch. Leah pressed herself flush against him, smiling sweetly up at him. <br><br>Her head tilted allowing him more access to her neck. She felt his teeth graze her and she shivered in his arms, her own lifted to wound around his neck and pull David closer. When his eyes flicked upward she met them and bit down lightly on her bottom lip. He questioned her without saying a word and Leah inclined her head at him. Lowering her arms from around David's neck she reached behind her to unclip the back fastening of her bra. She'd leave the removing of it to David. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silverfyre</strong> on <strong>23-01-2011, 18:00:32</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Whatever was growing between them had taken to blossoming.&nbsp; David's dark eyes drifted southward as his hands reached around her back, pulling the straps of her bra free from her body.&nbsp; He tossed the lacy garment onto the floor without much thought and buried his face into those warm, ample breasts of hers.&nbsp; His teeth brushed against her tightened nipples as he kissed her breasts with unbridled passion, a playfulness that had been all but unseen before this moment.&nbsp; David's gentleness and willingness to please her, under her guidance, seemed natural to him.&nbsp; It came so much easier to him than the stern apathy his father had tried to bludgeon into him since his earliest years.<br><br>This felt right.<br><br>This was what he wanted, this had to be what she wanted too.<br><br>David's warm breath was once again on her face as he raised his face from her breasts, those eager lips returning once more to her own lips.&nbsp; Those passionate kisses still held the tentative edge of something so new, something not yet fully understood, but such an edge was quickly getting dulled as they explored each other and their mutual desires.&nbsp; His hands ran down her back to cup her ass, squeezing it softly.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>bri4me1025</strong> on <strong>23-01-2011, 18:15:07</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Leeann enjoyed the taste of David on her lips, in her mouth and her mind was clouded with thoughts of them on her bed, limbs tangleing around one anothers. This was what she'd been searching for so long for. Someone who was capable of feeling for her what she felt for him. His hands at her back had goosebumps rising on her arms and she shrugged off her bra straps with the helps of his hands. Her bra discarded his lips touched her breasts and her hands lifted to hold his head in between her hands, fingers tangling in his hair while she breathed raspily through parted lips. The more he kissed her the more her body responded to him. Arching her back she pressed herself against the touch of his lips and moaned softly. <br><br>His head lifted and she smiled sweetly at him, her eyes lowering to his lips wanting so badly to taste of them again. David did not leave her wanting for long, his head lowered while hers lifted and her lips were captured by his. Untangling her fingers from his hair she lowered them, smoothing her palms down his chest. Her fingertips began the task of slowly unbuttoning his dress shirt. Once the top few were unfastened she slipped her hands inside his shirt, her skin brushing lightly against David's chest. <strong>"This is what you want, David?"</strong> she asked him softly. <br><br>It was what she wanted, more than anything, to be taken by him, here in her room surrounded by the roses they'd picked together. Her eyes softened around the edges and she pulled away from David far enough to look up into his face. <strong>"Put your hands on me, please,"</strong> she whispered to him breathlessly, grinding her hips gently against him.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silverfyre</strong> on <strong>23-01-2011, 19:12:43</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I can't think of anything I could possibly want more in the world right now."<br><br>David's hands didn't need her encouragement to touch her again, but this time more intimately than they had before.&nbsp; Those fingers would slide inside the waist band of her panties, tugging them down her stockinged legs and guiding them off her legs.&nbsp; He knelt down as he did so, tossing them to join her discarded bra.&nbsp; She was left in nothing but her hose and garters, a potent combination.&nbsp; David's lustful eyes drank in her naked body and all the bliss that it offered as he stood back up, his hands returning towards her sex, teasing those silken folds.&nbsp; Soon, his fingers were working in slow, steady circles, spreading his lips apart and rubbing against her clit.&nbsp; <br><br>"Is this what you want?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>bri4me1025</strong> on <strong>23-01-2011, 19:23:59</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Leah's breath left her in a rush and she smiled sweetly up at the man who had slowly but surely captured her heart. To know that David wanted her as much as she wanted him was a great weight off her shoulders. To want someone and them not want you back was something she'd come to be used to. It was why her father had been so ready to sell her. She was nothing but a nusance to him, an unwanted one at that. But now she was wanted, by David. Her eyes softened at their edges and she moaned softly as his hands worked their magic over her long, graceful limbs, slipping her panties down. Her eyes remained on his face not wanting to miss a single emotion to cross his face. His fingertips brushed across her intimately and Leah rested her dainty hand on the center of hsi chest to steady herself. This was new to her, being touched this way but she welcomed it because it was David touching her. Her hips moved against the brushing of his fingers and she moaned lowly and lustfully, her hand flexing on his chest, feeling his muscles beneath her fingertips. <strong>"God...yes, I want this, I want you,"</strong> she told him.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silverfyre</strong> on <strong>23-01-2011, 21:24:22</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				David's hands ran over the silken folds of her pussy, each finger pushing and prodding gently but with increasingly steady pressure.&nbsp; He could feel the dampness of her arousal on his finger tips, smell the faint scent of her musk in the crisp air of the dimly lit bedroom.&nbsp; His dark eyes locked with hers as he continued to touch her, pressing one, then two, of those fingers inside of her tight passage. He pushed her up against the edge of her bed, to steady them and to gain leverage as he stared to build up a good rhythm.&nbsp; <br><br>"Have you never been touched by a man before, Leah?"<br><br>His inquiry was whispered hoarsely, his voice deep with desire.&nbsp; His skin felt like it was on fire and he needed to be satisfied before it threatened to burn him from the inside out.&nbsp; He needed her.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>bri4me1025</strong> on <strong>23-01-2011, 21:32:30</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Leah's gaze remained steadfast as she peered up at David. Her eyes meeting his while she sucked her lower lip in and bit down lightly on it. Each stroke of his fingers inside her sent a shiver over her and she shuddered in his arms. The more he stroked the more ragged her breathing became. These feelings were new to her and a little frightening but she trusted David, he'd given her no reason not to. She felt him pushing against her and the edge of the bed hit the back of her knees. Her hands rested on his chest, using it to steady her on her feet. <br><br>His question stunned her momentarily and she was embarrassed to answer him but she did answer him and in a voice barely above that of a whisper. <strong>"No, you're the first,"</strong> she confided in him. <br><br>Her hands began to move, slowly at first as she smoothed them down over his chest. Further down they strayed until she was resting her palms flat against his stomach. <strong>"Do you want me to touch you?"</strong> she asked breathlessly, moving her hands down, her fingertips coming to rest at the fastening of his pants. She'd never touched another man but she wanted to touch David. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silverfyre</strong> on <strong>23-01-2011, 21:44:25</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Do I need to make it more apparent?"<br><br>His voice was tinged with playful teasing, the hint of laughter bubbling up to his lips.&nbsp; He leaned in to kiss her, to dispel any doubt of his desire for her.&nbsp; He longed to feel those lovely hands, or those petaled lips, upon his cock, the very thought driving him to kiss her even deeper.&nbsp; His hands did not rest, did not relent, in their pursuit of filling her with sexual bliss.&nbsp; He could feel the heated arousal, her musky dampness, upon his digits and this spurred him to increase his pacing.&nbsp; <br><br>"Take out my cock and touch me.&nbsp; I want that more than anything right now, love." <br><br>The whispered word, that term of endearment, had slipped out as naturally as rain from a cloud.&nbsp; He smiled up at her, the playful mirth in his dark eyes replaced by something deeper, something far more romantic and mysterious. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>bri4me1025</strong> on <strong>24-01-2011, 01:48:41</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>"No, you don't,"</strong> Leah snickered softly shaking her head slowly. She liked that David had a sense of humor, he'd need it in the weeks to come if they were to successfully to pull off their ruse for his father. <br><br>His touch didn't lessen and she moved her hips into the touch of his hand, her heart beating wildly in her chest with each arch of her hips. Her eyes remained locked on David's and she pressed against him roughly, her motions erratic. The way he made her feel consumed her and she burned hotly for him. She couldn't read the look in his eye but she became lost in them nonetheless. His words flowed over her and she shivered from them. <br><br><strong>"As you wish,"</strong> she breathed out huskily. Her nimble fingertips unfastened his pants and she took him in her hand, freeing him from his pants. Her lips parted and her eyes widened at the sight of him in the palm of her hand. <strong>"God...David..."</strong> she gasped while wrapping her fingers delicately around his cock. His calling her love wasn't lost on her and she smiled warmly and lovingly at him. Leah looked deeply in his eyes retuning the look he was giving her. Hesitantly and a bit shyly she began to stroke him with her hand, sliding it from base to the head watching David closely to see if he liked how she touched him.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silverfyre</strong> on <strong>24-01-2011, 02:19:40</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				David's hard, thick cock stiffened further as her delicate touch, deliberate and meticulous, work him up and down slowly.&nbsp; Leah may not have been with a man before but she certainly knew how to touch him so.&nbsp; His dark eyes closed and he moaned softly with each passing stroke, the ripples of orgasmic pleasure beginning to play throughout his body.&nbsp; His fingers did not stop in their pursuit to bring her sexual pleasure as well, two of those digits now fully buried in the confines of her pussy.&nbsp; She was so wet and ready for him, he had to fight the urge to toss her down upon the bed and take her where she lay.<br><br>Slowly.&nbsp; They would need to do things nice and slow for now.&nbsp; He didn't want to make any more mistakes, to misstep and ruin everything that this could become.&nbsp; For now, David was content touching her, making her know how much he was falling for her.<br><br>Yes, that would be enough for now.<br><br>"That feels so good...Don't stop." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>bri4me1025</strong> on <strong>24-01-2011, 02:30:48</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				With a sign of pure pleasure Leah braced her legs apart, spreading them for his touch. Her eyes lowered to his cock in her hand, watching in amazement as it seemed to pulse right in the palm of her hand. In a breath her eyes swept up to David's face to see his eyes closing. The stroking of his fingers deep inside her was causing the heat to build within her until it consumed her. She came quickly while his name burst from her lips. Involuntarily her fingers tightened around him while she leaned her upper body against him to keep her on her feet while her orgasm rocked her. <br><br>She felt herself tightening around his fingers and her hand continued to glide upward then downward, seeking to bring him the same pleasure she'd just experienced at his hand. He told her not to stop and she wouldn't, <strong>"I won't stop,"</strong> she promised him in a throaty whisper. Leah ran her thumb over the head of his cock and gripped him tighter.<br><br><strong>"I want you to feel what I just felt,"</strong> she whispered to him, lifting her head and claiming his lips, nipping ever so gently at his bottom lip, tasting him in her mouth but wanting so much more. Her body was still shuddering as she began to come down from the high of her orgasm. Now she'd see to David's needs as he'd seen to hers.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silverfyre</strong> on <strong>25-01-2011, 21:31:31</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				David had felt the heat rising inside of her as his fingers touched the most intimate parts of her core, pushing as deeply as he could.&nbsp; The warmth of her juices over his fingers, the tightening of her vaginal muscles, the quickening of her heart beat, the gleaming over of her beautiful eyes as ripples of pleasure rushed through her body: he had experienced her orgasm just be touching her, just be being able to feel her from within.&nbsp; He kept his fingers sheathed, refusing to remove them as she continued to pleasure him with her hand.&nbsp; He started to rub again, wanting to claim yet another orgasm from her.<br><br>His eyes lidded as David started to get close, as his body reacted and surrendered to her determined grasp.&nbsp; He shuddered visibly as he let go, his cock surging in her hand.&nbsp; He nearly fell over from the intensity of the sexual bliss she had just brought to him.<br><br>"Leah..." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>bri4me1025</strong> on <strong>26-01-2011, 01:29:20</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Leah felt that once she'd reached her peak and orgasmed that David would be done with her, other than to allow her to sate him bu the hadn't. His fingers remained nestled inside her. Already she could feel the heat rising in her and she pressed her hips forward to grind herself against his palm. Her hand continued to work him swiftly and she felt him pulse in her hand and she stepped closer to him to lean into him. Her name fell from David's lips and she smiled up at him. She felt a wetness that wasn't her own on her stomach and lifted her face to claim his lips. Her eyes blinked rapidly at him and she blushed a bit while grinding herself against his touch. Her eyes pleaded with him to keep going. With a nod of her head towards her bed she whispered to him, <strong>"Stay with me, David, please. Share my bed. Let me please you, over and over again until you're sated."</strong> <br><br>She cared so deeply for him that she wanted to show it in her actions, her touches and her kisses. Leah wanted David to stay the night with her and allow her to wake up the next morning beside him, his face the first thing she'd see. <strong>"Stay with me....."</strong> she pleaded softly.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silverfyre</strong> on <strong>26-01-2011, 01:56:04</strong>
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				Her wishes were echoed in his own heart.&nbsp; He slide his fingers out of her, kissing the wetness off of them before smiling up at her, nodding his head. His dark eyes gleamed with happiness as he wordlessly took her hands into his own and led her into the warm confines of her small yet comfortable bed.&nbsp; They slipped underneath the covers, their naked bodies running together underneath the fine cotton sheets.&nbsp; The faint scent of sex still lingered in the air as his rough lips found hers and his arms wrapped around her lithe body.&nbsp; He could feel her heartbeat under his finger tips as his hand buried itself in the confines of her thick, luscious hair.&nbsp; He simply could not keep his hands off her, that new beauty that he was so eager to explore.<br><br>He sighed contently and lay back, her in his arms.<br><br>"This just feels.. right.&nbsp; Doesn't it?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>bri4me1025</strong> on <strong>27-01-2011, 02:51:34</strong>
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				Her eyes narrowed seductively, following the movement of his fingers to his mouth. Her mouth went dry and she swallowed thickly. Did David not realize how sexy he was? Her fingers threaded with his and a contented smile tugged at her lips as he settled them under the blankets of her bed. Leah curled herself against his side and draped her arm low over his waist. His body heat warmed her instantly and she made a purring sound deep in her throat. His hand in her hair had her head tilting towards his touch and she lowered her eyes to his lips, already wanting another taste of them. She was well aware of their both being naked but she liked feeling David against her without any barriers between them, it was intimate. <br><br>Leah rested comfortably in his arms, her body straining to be closer to his. <strong>"Yeah, it really does feel right. This is right, the two of us,"</strong> she told him. Leah pulled an arm out of the blankets to tuck them around them before returning it under the blankets and back across David's waist. <strong>"You're so warm, David,"</strong> she muttered, a blush rising to her cheeks, <strong>"I like it here, in your arms. It's where I belong, where I want to be."</strong>&nbsp; Leah kissed him tenderly, a somewhat chaste kiss pressed to his lips. <strong>"I never thought this would happen. I really thought I'd be your....that I'd be your possession, I like this so much better. I like seeing you like this."</strong><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silverfyre</strong> on <strong>27-01-2011, 22:57:43</strong>
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				Her whispered admirations seemed to touch David in a way he had never grown accustom to.&nbsp; His cheeks darkened, a shade of crimson coming over them.&nbsp; His long fingers intertwined with her own and he pressed those dainty finger tips to his pursed lips, kissing each one in the a similar chaste manner.&nbsp; He sighed contently once more and glanced back into her lovely eyes, trying to find the right words to pay her affections with.&nbsp; His throat was dry and his mind was a whirlwind of uncertain emotions but he knew what he needed to tell her to keep her close, to keep her satisfied.<br><br>"You are not my possession any more.&nbsp; You are my lover.&nbsp; We must dismiss such notions if we are to prosper and to find our happiness together."<br><br>They had to be on equal footing if this was going to work and he was resolved to make it so.&nbsp; So little time had passed in relation to them knowing each other but such a brief connection could nevertheless become the strongest.&nbsp; He felt his smile linger and he was content to just lay there, on the edge of sleep and dreaming.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: "Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>bri4me1025</strong> on <strong>02-02-2011, 06:32:54</strong>
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				As the minutes passed her by she felt more and more inclined to share how she felt, to speak up and be heard and not have to wait to be permitted to speak. David eased her and she felt at home with him and with his nearness. Leah laughed softly at the touch of his lips on her fingers. <strong>"You distract me when you do that,"</strong> she whispered, her tone turning husky, <strong>"touch me, I mean...."</strong> Leah smiled as she peered back into David's eyes. This was the life she'd dreamed about and David had turned out to be far better than any man she could have dreamed up. <br><br><strong>"Is that what we are? Lovers? God David....I wanted that so bad,"</strong> she told him, smiling warmly at him. <strong>"I will do anything to make you happy, you've already done that for me. I'm very happy to be here and to be your lover."</strong> Her cheeks blushed a bit but she kept her eyes on David's. <br><br>Her eyes grew heavy and she snuggled closer against David's side. Her hand rested on his stomach and she traced imaginary patters over his heated skin with the tip of her finger. She found she could lay here for hours and be content, as long as she was with David that's how she felt, content. <strong>"You're so warm. And hard in all the right places,"</strong> she muttered while pressing a hand against his muscular stomach.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: "Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silverfyre</strong> on <strong>04-02-2011, 00:05:59</strong>
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				David had never felt so at peace in all his life.&nbsp; They had fallen for each other so fast though, it was a whirlwind of foreign emotions that still lacked definition and true grounding in his heart.&nbsp; But, their romance was budding and with it came the promise of a much brighter future together and a much better destiny for the son who had grown up in the shadow of a tyrant.&nbsp; As she pressed against him, her honeyed words and promising touch lingering, David could only smile and focus on her eyes, seeing nothing but happiness reflected in their depths.<br><br>He smiled softly and kissed her lips before turning on his side, his physical exhaustion returning ten fold.&nbsp; <br><br>"Let's get some sleep, Leah.&nbsp; We have a long morning ahead of us."<br><br>And with one last kiss, David drifted off, the dreams of their hinted-at future swimming in his head. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: "Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>bri4me1025</strong> on <strong>05-02-2011, 18:39:28</strong>
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				Leah smiled while she rested peacefully against David. A man who'd bought her to own her and had quickly become so much more than her owner. These feelings she had for her were new to her and she didn't quite know what to make of them but she didn't question something like this that felt right. David wasn't his father and she'd gently remind him of it when he needed reminding. She peered back at him in contentment to have him holding her and she felt same and wanted. Her eyes fell closed and she listened intently to the slow steady beating of David's heart. Lifting a hand she placed it over her heart and fell into a blissful sleep. <br><br>She woke the next morning with a jolt and sat upright in bed. She quickly turned to David and began to shake his shoulder, whispering hurriedly to him after hearing a deep male voice calling for David. <strong>"Wake up, I think your father is home. David!"</strong> Leah got out of bed and began gathering up their clothing, tossing David's onto the bed on the spot she'd just vacated. <strong>"David! Please! Get up!"</strong> She rushed over to him and smothered his face in kisses, the palms of her hands tapping lightly on his cheeks. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: "Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silverfyre</strong> on <strong>06-02-2011, 19:28:12</strong>
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				Sleep had held the most pleasant dreams he had ever had.&nbsp; Leah and him had been far away from all of this, on some unknown white sandy shore by a perfectly blue ocean.&nbsp; There was nothing but their happiness, their love, to hold and no expectations by his heavy-handed father to live up to.&nbsp; But, as Leah shook him awake and he was slammed back into reality, David found himself wishing for such dreams to become truth and for all of this to fade away like a bad nightmare.<br><br>Groaning softly, he rubbed the sleep from his dark eyes and stood up.&nbsp; He pulled on his clothing as quickly as possible, giving him a rumpled and disheveled appearance.&nbsp; He didn't care; it was easily blamed on falling asleep after a long night of work.&nbsp; His father often sported such a visage after one too many hard nights.&nbsp; He smoothed back his dark hair as best he could and glanced over at the dressing Leah.<br><br>"Wait here while I see to him.&nbsp; I will come for you in a bit."<br><br>He leaned down to kiss her quickly on the lips, that soft caressing reminding him of the pleasures that had experienced earlier together.&nbsp; He smiled softly and withdrew from the room, to face his father, leaving her alone once more. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: "Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>bri4me1025</strong> on <strong>06-02-2011, 19:43:25</strong>
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				Leah had yet to meet David's father and meeting him like this wasn't high on her list of things to do for today. If anything she felt fear for the man who'd raised David. While David didn't seem afraid of his father she was and she was already wringing her hands in front of her worrying about him. When they'd taken their first step towards making something for themselves she'd completely forgotten about his father but in the sharp light of day she was forcefully reminded of it. <br><br>Even the sound of the man's voice sent a shiver racing down her back and she winced and jerked away from it. Her eyes fell to rest on David while he was dressing, his hands running over his hair. Leah hurried over to him and helped him get himself together. Her eyes remained fixated on his while she smoothed her hands over the lapels of his jacket. She felt that David could use a little help and guidance and offered him a bit of advice. <br><br><strong>"If he asks why you were here tell him that I acted out and you had to punish me. Make him believe it and he shouldn't keep on about finding you here, hopefully."</strong> She was scared to death for David but she smiled encouragingly at him and watched him move towards the door. A quick kiss placed on his cheek and she was moving back and away from the door he was walking out. <strong>"I'll eagerly await your return. Please, be careful, David."</strong> The door shut behind him and she sank down on the edge of her bed. Already she felt his absence and she frowned. Leah quickly showered and dressed in a demure deep red dress, black lace undergarments underneath it and matching heels. She returned to her seat on the edge of her bed and waited.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: "Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silverfyre</strong> on <strong>06-02-2011, 19:50:39</strong>
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				David offered her one last parting smile before disappearing into the hallway beyond, locking the door securely behind him.&nbsp; He sighed heavily, the strength of conviction that he had had the night before when they had discussed their plan to trick his father faded away as soon as the sight of her was blocked by the closed door.&nbsp; Running a hand through his dark hair, trying to straighten it as best he could, David went down the corridor and into the living room, where his father was waiting for him.<br><br>Mr. Frederick was a tall, wiry man, an older version of his son.&nbsp; His features were thin and drawn, a heavy scowl on his aging face.&nbsp; He was in his upper 60s, but he looked dignified despite his haggard appearance.&nbsp; He wore a custom tailored dark gray and black suit with polished Italian leather shoes.&nbsp; He was dapper and commanding, a truly dominant man in any situation.&nbsp; David bowed slightly at the waist, trying to look as dignified and happy as possible but failing miserably as his father turned his solemn, piercing gaze upon him and saw through the facade.<br><br>"What happened to you, boy?"<br><br>David held his arms at his side and shrugged nonchalantly, trying to give the impression that it had been nothing he couldn't handle.<br><br>"Lea- er, my little slave was acting up.&nbsp; I had to discipline her this morning."<br><br>Mr. Frederick snorted derisively and raised an eyebrow.<br><br>"And?"<br><br>"It is handled."<br><br>"Really?&nbsp; Your eyes say otherwise.&nbsp; Come then, I want to see how you handle her.&nbsp; I think it's time you proved yourself worthy of such a gift."<br><br>David had feared that this was where this was headed.&nbsp; He had hoped to trick his father into believing nothing was wrong but the ruse had failed.&nbsp; Now, he would have to resort of Leah's abilities to fool him into believing that every command David gave her was born out of his dominant of her and not her love for him.<br><br>"Alright.&nbsp; I will get her."<br><br>David bowed a bit and hurried down the corridor, unlocking Leah's door.&nbsp; There was wavering conviction in his voice.<br><br>"Leah, come on... show time." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: "Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>bri4me1025</strong> on <strong>06-02-2011, 20:02:34</strong>
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				Leah wrung her hands in the fabric of her skirt while she waited for David to return. She'd not expected him so soon and when her door was opened and she saw him standing in her doorway her eyes lit up and she smiled sweetly at him. In the short time he'd been gone she'd missed him terribly and she'd worried incessantly about him. Now here he was and she rose to her feet taking a step closer to him. She balked and was brought up short by the look of him. David didn't look the least bit happy and it upset her to see him like this.<br><br>Already his father was wanting validation, wanting to see for himself that his son had taken his 'gift' into hand and got her to submit to him. Now was the moment of truth. Either they'd convince his father or he'd see through their ruse. Leah feared what would happen if they were found out but she forced the thought out of her mind as she neared David who stood waiting for her in her doorway. Reaching down she took hold of his hand and gave him a reassuring squeeze. <strong>"We can do this, David, I have faith in you, and us. Your father will believe what we want him to believe."</strong> She spoke firmly but smiled warmly at him. <br><br>Leah was lead out of her room and down the hallway. She was still new to David's home and she was trying to pay attention to where she was being lead so that she wouldn't get turned around and end up walking around aimlessly around his home lost. As they entered the room his father waited in Leah took a good look at the older man. David was not the man his father was and she was more thankful for it now that she'd ever been. Long before arriving to see his father she'd released his hand and had fell into step behind him as it wasn't her place to walk in front of him nor at his side. She was beneath him, a slave, nothing more, and it was up to the two of them to convince his father of that. <br><br>She lowered her head submissively while her arms hung down at her sides. Only from out of the corners of her eyes did she look at David. For a moment she closed her eyes and sent a silent prayer upward that David would prove to his father what he wanted, a son that could easily dominate his woman and keep her in place. Leah cleared her throat but didn't speak, she'd speak if and when she was spoken to.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: "Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silverfyre</strong> on <strong>06-02-2011, 20:17:44</strong>
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				Mr. Frederick watched with mild amusement as the slave and her "master" came into the room.&nbsp; She was a lithe, lovely creature, it had been a wonder he had not kept her for himself.&nbsp; The older man had many under his dominance that he could toy with, exotic beauties that made Leah seem pale by comparison.&nbsp; But still, there was an untouched innocence and fire in her eyes that David's father found incredibly alluring and he might just have to find a reason to take her away.&nbsp; David had much to prove in the old man's eyes and that test started today.<br><br>David looked up at Leah, his dark eyes having steeled over with determination and a stoic look that surprised even his father.&nbsp; David was playing the part well enough to fool even himself as he issued his first command.<br><br>"My father should see what his money has bought, I think.&nbsp; Take off your dress, whore, before I tear it off." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: "Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>bri4me1025</strong> on <strong>06-02-2011, 20:24:58</strong>
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				David's father stared at her unrelentingly and she couldn't help but shiver under his intent gaze. Leah mentally steeled herself for what was to come. She'd most likely be belittle and spoken harshly to, made to perform on command. Leah waited nervously for David's first command and when it came she jerked in response to it. His tone had grown so cold and she felt it wash over her, chilling her to the core. With a simple almost non-existent nod of her head she lifted her hands and put them behind her back to unzip her dress. <strong>"As you wish."</strong><br><br>With trembling fingers Leah managed to unzip her dress and she allowed it to slip down her small frame and pool at her feet. Her eyes remained downcast, the only way she could get through this and not betray how she truly felt for David. Leah kicked her dress to the side with the toe of her heeled foot and lowered her arms to her side. For only a brief moment her eyes flicked up towards David, the look in her eye would tell him in no simple terms that so far he was doing just fine. <br><br>Her eyes swept over to his father and she peered at him from beneath her lashes, her head still bowed in a submissive position. She wanted to show David's father that she knew her place in his household. It wasn't easy but she'd suck it up, for David, and she'd help him along as best she could. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: "Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silverfyre</strong> on <strong>06-02-2011, 21:01:19</strong>
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				David watched her with that cold, apathetic expression but she could see just how this tormented him inside.&nbsp; He wanted to impress his father and to get this over with, to prove that he was worthy of keeping Leah and being able to continue on his own.&nbsp; The sad truth of the matter was that without his father's backing and finances, David had nothing.&nbsp; He would be cast out and Leah would be left to an uncertain, but dark fate.<br><br>He would not allow that to happen.<br><br>David nodded his approval and paced around Leah, the echoing steps of his footfalls the only sound save for their breathing and the cackling of the fire in the nearby hearth.&nbsp; David's father watched it all unfold with a smug smirk upon his bloodless lips.&nbsp; <br><br>Stopping in front of her, David placed a hand down her cheek, a seemingly dangerous affectionate touch.&nbsp; But it lacked the warmth such a gesture would normally hold and instead left her with a reminder of how well he could act when the time came.&nbsp; Or perhaps it was something far darker that meant he might actually be enjoying this.&nbsp; There was no certain answer as his next command came.<br><br>"The rest.&nbsp; Show him everything." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: "Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>bri4me1025</strong> on <strong>06-02-2011, 21:15:58</strong>
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				It was taking some time for Leah to get used to seeing David in this light. Now he was just like the older man seated comfortably watching him issue commands at her. David's father disgusted her and anger and hatred for the man began to boil just under the surface. David was unable to be the man he wanted to be because of his father and Leah hated the man all the more for how he made his son feel. <br><br>Leah remained standing rooted to the spot while David walked a slow circle around her. She stared straight ahead, her eyes downcast to her heeled feet. Only when he'd stopped circling her did she lift her head to look at him. That look in his eye sent a shudder over her and she felt the urge to cover herself with her hands but she wouldn't, out of fear of his father's lashing out at him or her. <br><br>Her eyes met David and the more she peered into his depths the more she began to warm to him. Not a good idea when they were trying to get one over on his father. That look in his eye caused her eyes to lower to his lips and she bit down lightly on her own at his next command. With a nod of her head Leah slowly removed her bra and her underwear. Now clad in only her heels, hose and garter she was now on full display for David and his father. She'd never felt as small as she did in that moment but she didn't let on that she felt that way. Leah shivered, her naked body on view for everyone to see. Leah worried what his next command would be and if she'd be able to do as he told her to. Even now her body was betraying her, wanting David's touch, regardless of his father seated there watching them.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: "Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silverfyre</strong> on <strong>06-02-2011, 23:10:14</strong>
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				David's cheeks burned as he watched the last garment fall away from Leah's beautiful body, leaving her clad in only her hose and heels.&nbsp; His face bore little emotion, save for that damning cold look in his eyes: the proper gaze of a stern, heartless master who gave commands only to have them obeyed.&nbsp; If his father had any doubts of their sincerity, David did not notice and his father gave no indicator of being aware of their deception.&nbsp; David swallowed hard as his father waved a hand impatiently, eager to see if he could make her do something more drastic.<br><br>Normally, such a situation would be regarded as twisted, depraved.&nbsp; But, David had always been under his father's strict tutelage and discerning eye.&nbsp; He had been there when David had deflowered his first woman, one of the chambermaids who had been acting under orders from Mr. Frederick.&nbsp; He had never been able to accomplish or fail anything in his life without his father over his shoulder.<br><br>David sighed softly and then turned to Leah.<br><br>"Kneel, whore."<br><br>He started to work his zipper down, much to the approval of his father.
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				Title: <strong>Re: "Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>bri4me1025</strong> on <strong>07-02-2011, 02:36:04</strong>
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				Leah felt on display and she was. She could feel David's fathers eyes roaming over her naked form and it turned her stomach. Leah prayed he'd not want to 'sample' her but would leave her for David and David alone. Her eyes swept from the older man to his son and she waited to be instructed. Two words fell from David's mouth and she winced, her eyes closing momentarily. This was exactly what she'd thought he'd want, for her to suck him off, and in front of his father no less. Her cheeks reddened and she was about to refuse when she saw the smile come across his father's face. More than anything Leah wanted to reach over and slap that self satisfied smile off the older man's face but she didn't.<br><br>With a curt nod of her head she did as she was asked. Leah enjoyed the intimate time she'd spent with David just the night before. His touches and his kisses had inflamed her but now he was wanting to be pleasured in front of a witness, his father. Leah's bent her knees, her back ramrod straight and did as she was told, getting down onto her knees in front of David. <br><br>His hand at his zipper also made her cringe and she froze up then. Leah didn't know if she could do this, not with his father watching. It was imperative that they be convincing but now she wasn't so sure she could go through with it. Her eyes flicked up at David and with them she pleaded for him not to ask her to do this, anything but this. Whatever he asked of her she'd do even if she didn't want to, she cared about David and she had to make sure that his father had no reason to become angry or disappointed in his son. Leah bit down on her bottom lip and she looked David in the eye while he touched the zipper of his pants.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: "Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silverfyre</strong> on <strong>07-02-2011, 23:02:34</strong>
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				It was not the voice of David but rather the command of his father that saved her.&nbsp; The older man had seen enough volition in his son's dark eyes and the smooth, seemingly authentic ring of authority in his demands upon Leah.&nbsp; He was more than pleased with his sole heir at the moment and he showed it by clapping slowly, standing to join his son's side.<br><br>"I think I have seen enough, David.&nbsp; You have kept her well.&nbsp; Good.&nbsp; Now, enjoy her carnal offerings by yourself.&nbsp; I do have business to attend to.&nbsp; Dinner, tomorrow night.&nbsp; And bring your whore.&nbsp; I want you to show her off to Mr. Chalice."<br><br>David nodded once, his face unreadable.&nbsp; His father's foot falls carried him out of the living room and towards the hallway beyond.&nbsp; David's shoulders slumped visibly in relief as the door closed behind him and his father disappeared from sight.&nbsp; He helped Leah to her feet and gathered up her dress for her, thrusting it into her arms.<br><br>"I'm so sorry it had to be like this."&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: "Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>bri4me1025</strong> on <strong>08-02-2011, 03:03:18</strong>
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				Never had Leah wanted David's father to give her any of his attention until that exact moment. He'd been the one to save her the embarrassment of pleasuring his son in front of him. She breathed a sigh of relief and prayed that his father hadn't seen it, luckily he didn't appear to have seen it and she rested her palms on the floor in front of where she knelt. <br><br>David's father wanted her to be shown off at dinner tomorrow night and Leah didn't know how to feel about that and she didn't know how David felt about it. Her eyes closed and she prayed that she'd not be humiliated in front of David's father and his father's friend. Leah wanted to save some of her pride during this act of theirs, but she'd do anything to make sure that David didn't incur his father's wrath.<br><br>She was helped to her feet and when she looked up it was to see his father's back as he was leaving and the door closing behind him. Her eyes shifted to David and he was pushing her dress back into her hands. Leah hesitated before getting dressed but only for a moment. Soon enough she was stepping back into it and gathering up her undergarments, holding them balled up against her stomach. <br><br>Leah looked up at David then and moved closer to him, cupping his cheek gently in her hand. <strong>"It's alright, David. We knew coming into this that it wouldn't be easy. You did just fine, I'm proud of you David, so proud."</strong> Leah felt like smiling then as David had indeed gotten one over on that god awful father of his. <strong>"I think a celebration is in order. I could make you something to eat, we could go walk the gardens or we could go to my room and hold each other? If your father is truly gone, that is."</strong> She wanted David to know that she wasn't the least bit upset as his taking command of her, she'd expected him to.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: "Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silverfyre</strong> on <strong>09-02-2011, 22:21:27</strong>
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				"I think I would like that.&nbsp; We could go out for a walk or something.&nbsp; I need to clear the air.&nbsp; Having to pretend to be such a bastard in front of my father has made me-"<br><br>David's words were lost when the doors to the living room suddenly burst open, revealing his wrathful father.&nbsp; The older man had not bought the act for a second, the truth of the matter etched all over his wizened features.&nbsp; He stormed into the room, his face twisted into a mask of anger and disappointment, a potently intimidating combination coming from such a formidable man.&nbsp; Mr. Frederick wheeled on his son, fury playing out in his dark eyes.<br><br>"You didn't think I would find out?&nbsp; Did you think I could not see your failure all over your face, you stupid boy?!&nbsp; This little whore was buy for you to toy with, to dominate, and you dare make her your equal?&nbsp; What kind of son did I raise?!"<br><br>David refused to look his father in the face as he started to berate him but inside of his heart and his mind, the gears were turning, the fires of rebellion were burning bright.&nbsp; He would not tolerate this any longer.&nbsp; He had made his choice to be with Leah, to honor her and love her despite knowing her for such a short time and he would live up to that promise.<br><br>David's own gaze bored into his father as he shoved a finger into the old man's chest, his voice booming in the deadly silence that followed.<br><br>"Not the kind of callous bastard you are.&nbsp; I am done, father.&nbsp; I have her now, I don't need you.&nbsp; I will not make her or any one else a slave to my will.&nbsp; It disgusts me.&nbsp; You disgust me." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: "Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>bri4me1025</strong> on <strong>10-02-2011, 04:46:49</strong>
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				Leah smiled sweetly at David and felt as if they'd accomplished something and should celebrate it. David was in agreement but she could see that what he'd had to do had taken a lot out of him and she sought to let him know that she was proud of him and cared very much about him, so that he'd have no doubts about how she felt about him. She wanted to reassure him that they could do this, together. <br><br>Before she could express that she thought his getting some fresh air would do him some good his father was bursting back into the room. Fear consumed her and she huddled behind David, knowing that he'd protect her if things came to that. His father was angry, so angry and all of his anger was focused on his son which frightened Leah all the more. Her hand rested lightly on the small of David's back while his father ranted at him. <br><br>She didn't know how David was going to respond. Something was turning those wheels in David's mind, she could practically feel it. This could go two ways. Either David could see that he'd have to become what his father wanted and take her firmly in hand and ruin any change they'd had of finding happiness together or he could stand up to his father and refuse to lowering himself to become the man his father expected him to be. <br><br>David moved away from her and was poking his father in the chest to emphasize his heated words. Leah jerked back at the vehemence she heard in David's tone but she knew where it came from. While she couldn't have been more proud of David for speaking up and defending himself she couldn't help but worry what the consequences of his actions would be. If David could speak up then surely she could show her backing of him. <strong>"David is your son, sir. You should want him to find his own way and not follow in your footsteps. He's his own man, you should be proud of him for it, not angry."</strong><br><br>Leah couldn't have stopped the words falling from her lips if she'd wanted to. David had shown her nothing but kindness and compassion and had awakened in her feeling she'd never thought she'd ever feel and she owed it to him to back him now and that was exactly what she was doing, regardless of the ramifications of it. David was the man who'd captured her heart and she'd be true to him just as he was being true to her. Together nothing and no one could separate them.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: "Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silverfyre</strong> on <strong>10-02-2011, 22:18:11</strong>
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				Mr. Frederick took a moment to regain his composure and formulate a response to his son's foolish outburst of bravado.&nbsp; The older man was no stranger to unruly individuals but for his own son, his flesh and blood, to proclaim such things had left him awestruck.&nbsp; David's father stepped back from his son and shook his head sadly.&nbsp; There was disappointment and melancholy in his eyes, heightened by a haze of apathy.<br><br>"Very well then, David.&nbsp; If you and your little... woman have decided to make this decision, then you will live with the consequences.&nbsp; Perhaps after you see how horrible the real world is, you will come crawling back and realize just what a mistake you have made.&nbsp; You are hereby removed from these estates.&nbsp; Take only what you have in your possession or I will see you in court."<br><br>With that, the old man turned on his polished heels and out the door, effectively severing everything his son had ever tried to hold with him.&nbsp; There was nothing left for his father to say; he had cast him out and that was that.&nbsp; <br><br>It was David's turn to process what had just happened.&nbsp; He had expected his father to rave, to rant, to even physically strike him down but none of it came.&nbsp; He was left with the gnawing apathy that the man had cast his way and he had no defense against it.&nbsp; Slowly, David nodded, accepting his new lot in life.&nbsp; What choice did he have?<br><br>He looked over at Leah and sighed sadly, his dark eyes brimming with unshed tears.&nbsp; They were quickly brushed aside and his face was masked with stoicism.&nbsp; <br><br>"Come on.&nbsp; We should leave.&nbsp; Let's get our things." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: "Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>bri4me1025</strong> on <strong>13-02-2011, 19:34:36</strong>
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				The last thing Leah expected to hear from David's father's mouth was for him to leave and take her with him. What? She stared at his father as if he'd grown two heads instead of just the one he had. Her head tilted and time slowed to a crawl as the ramifications of his words hit her. They were to be homeless? Leah was already shaking her head and her eyes widened as they swept from the older man to David then swiftly back over to the older man. <br><br>Her hand reached out and wrapped around David's in a show of solidarity. They'd tried to dupe his father together and they'd deal with the fallout of it together. Her finger ran slowly and gently over the top of his hand in a soothing manner, just as much for herself as for David. Leah was afraid and didn't know what they'd do now that they'd been thrown out of David's home. <br><br>She looked at him and quirked a brow still in shock at his father proclamation. David looked back at her and she made eye contact with him questioning him with a look as to what they were going to do. He mentioned gathering up their belongings and she had few but he'd said it with such finality that it spooked her and she trembled where she stood. <br><br><strong>"Where are we going, David? Where are we going to live? We can't go to my h home. My god, my father. He's like....well he's not a nice man. Please. Tell me you have somewhere we can stay."</strong> Her eyes pleaded with him to have an answer. Seeing the crestfallen look on his face she rested a palm against his cheek. <strong>"As long as we're together we'll be alright, won't we?"</strong> <br><br>She wanted them to be and she thought that if worse came to worse she could go home and take David with her. Her father would be livid with her and she'd hate to be under his rule again and David would be as well. It wasn't an idea situation but she'd have to do what she had to do in order to stay with David. <strong>"If you've got nowhere for us to stay, we go to my house. It'll be hard but it's a roof over our heads."</strong><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: "Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silverfyre</strong> on <strong>14-02-2011, 01:02:19</strong>
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				David shook his head sadly, the crestfallen look not diminishing as he started to mentally go through his assets.&nbsp; The ones he owned himself were meager, still growing and in their infancy.&nbsp; However, they would not be forced to bother her father, not yet at least.&nbsp; He still had some connections that were outside of his father's domain of influence and he could use them to keep a roof over their heads while he sorted out what was to come.&nbsp; He knew the business world, even in its recessive state, and would figure out a way to survive, to provide for his new found love.&nbsp; It was the only bit of pride he allowed himself to hold on to and he would embrace it like he had her.<br><br>Together, they would stand tall and survive, even if it meant surrendering to her father.<br><br>"No, I know of a place we can stay the evening while we get our lives in order.&nbsp; Come on, gather your things and meet me out front.&nbsp; I have to gather my own things and speak with Ian."<br><br>The old man would at least have some parting words of wisdom, David figured, if not some help to be given.&nbsp; It was one of his last hopes and before he left, he leaned down to kiss Leah's sweet lips, whispering as he did so.<br><br>"I love you for standing by me." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: "Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>bri4me1025</strong> on <strong>14-02-2011, 01:14:03</strong>
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				Leah was still left reeling from David's father outting them from the family home. She was worried about what they'd do and how they'd manage but David already had an answer for her. He'd said that he knew of a place they could stay and she felt the burden lift from her shoulders. Leah breathed a sigh of relief and a hint of a smile parted her lips, tugging them upwards at their corners. David was going to see that they would be alright and she loved him for it. She now felt somewhat guilty for doubting him even if it had only been brief, she still felt the guilt. David had proven to her time and time again that he wasn't his father, but a far better man. <br><br>She gave a nod of her head when told to gather her things. Leah hadn't brought a lot with her, she didn't have a lot and it wouldn't take her long. After his kiss she grasped onto his hand and gave him a gentle and comforting squeeze. His words of love warmed her and she felt incredibly humbled by them. <strong>"Even now you take care of me. I am so fortunate to have been sold to you David, I'm glad now that I was."</strong> <br><br>Her eyes met his and her pride in him could easily be seen. Leah cupped the side of his face with her other hand and released his hand. <strong>"I will always stand by you, and I love you too, David. I'd do anything for you, I hope you know that. We'll be fine, you and I. How can we not be?"</strong> Leah pressed a firm but sweet kiss on David's lips and excused herself. She returned to her room at the end of the hallway and packed up her few belongings. Once she'd completed her task she went back to the living room to wait for David. Tonight she'd show him how much she loved him.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: "Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silverfyre</strong> on <strong>14-02-2011, 02:43:10</strong>
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				"You are making the right choice, David.&nbsp; Now, you have to walk this path without your father and the comforts his wealth brings."<br><br>Ian's words had been forthcoming, simple words of wisdom that held a clear indication that David was doing the right thing in the old man's eyes.&nbsp; Ian would remain here with Mr. Frederick, as he was far too old to simply up and leave like the younger man and his new love were.&nbsp; But, he would see to him when he could and visit.&nbsp; Ian also managed to "borrow" some money from David's father and gave it to make his new start easier.&nbsp; For that and all the years of guidance, David was thankful to Ian.<br><br>The task of gathering up his belongings was a difficult and painful one.&nbsp; This home had been the only one he had ever known and now he was forced to leave it all behind because of his love for a so-called "inferior woman" and his embracing of a gentler lifestyle than the one his father had set out before him since the day of his birth.&nbsp; He was abandoning it all for a chance to love someone and to be loved in return, without condition or terms attached to it.&nbsp; As the last bit of his clothing as laid to rest in the large suitcase he had packed, David felt a gnawing bittersweet feeling over take his heart but he did not turn away from it.&nbsp; Rather, he embraced it and accepted this as the next step in his journey of life and he would not face it alone, thankfully.<br><br>He carried the suitcase which contained all of the things he himself had bought and kept out of his former bedroom and headed into the living room, finding Leah waiting there.&nbsp; He touched her hand wordlessly and led her out of the house, towards his waiting car, a black late model sedan.&nbsp; Once they had everything settled, David took one last, lingering look at the manor before getting into the car and driving away.<br><br>The first steps upon their new path had been taken but where would it lead them? 
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				Title: <strong>Re: "Taming a Slave" (Silverfyre &amp; bri4me1025)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>bri4me1025</strong> on <strong>14-02-2011, 05:32:01</strong>
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				Leah remained in the living room. While she waited for David's return she worried that his father would make another appearance but he didn't. Luckily. It was difficult being around the man with David present quite another if she were forced to face the vile man alone, not something Leah wanted to happen if it could be avoided. In her mind she wished that David would hurry and not take too long, so great was her fear of seeing his father again. She thought that David might take the time to say his goodbyes, she'd done that before she'd been brought here to serve as David's slave. <br><br>It was such a foreign thought now that she was to be David's equal and soon his lover, not just the woman that loved him. Leah wanted David, to be with him that's all she wanted and now she was going to get it but at what cost? He was leaving he only home he'd ever known to face the world on his own. Of course she'd be at his side and be there for him but it wasn't the same as being welcome at home. <br><br>She was hurting for David and knew that he too had to be hurting from being cast out of his family home. That's not what she'd wanted to happen but it had and now they'd have to do the best that they could do. David returned to her and she took hold of his hand clutching it to her chest as she smiled at him. He didn't have a lot to say and Leah understood why, he was forced to leave home and her heart went out to him and she sought to comfort him as best she could. <strong>"We can do this David. We can support ourselves. I know we can. I won't leave you, I'll be right here for you when you need me to be."</strong> <br><br>Leah smiled sweetly at him and they left his home. He drove them to his place and she turned to look at him as she unbuckled her seatbelt. Leah began to feel that this was her fault for suggesting that they dupe his father. Still holding tightly to his hand she gave a light tug on it to get David's attention so that she could make her apologies. <strong>"I'm so sorry for this. I didn't mean for this to happen. It's my fault I know but David, I'm so sorry."</strong> Leah leaned over and kissed him lightly on his lips. <strong>"Forgive me. I'll make it up to you. I promise to."</strong> She gave another tug on his hand. <strong>"Do you forgive me? I don't want you to come to hate me for this."</strong><br>
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