Purchased Help [Mercurial & yume]
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				Title: <strong>Purchased Help [Mercurial &amp; yume]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>yume</strong> on <strong>24-05-2010, 04:24:10</strong>
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				Samantha grinned as her workers dragged the unconscious boy in. They, being mostly brute muscle, tossed the boy onto a plain wooden chair and tied him down, snugly placing a blindfold over his eyes. She finished dressing as they made somewhat of a show to tie him down, the last time she had asked them to secure a boy he had managed to wriggle his way out. She tied the sash of her robe across her slender waist and dismissed them when their job was done. <br><br>As her workers left, she locked the doors and started to see just what she had purchased. Her three inch heels clicked across the cold marble floor as she circled the boy. Her lips curled into a smile as she decided that, for his price, she had gotten a decent slave. Hopefully, he would perform to her expectations. She sat herself down on a plush couch across from him, crossing her long legs as she waited for him to regain consciousness. Twirling her long brown hair as she lounged on the couch, she hoped that it wouldn't take long as her brown eyes would occasionally glance from him to the clock. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Purchased Help [Mercurial &amp; yume]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mercurial</strong> on <strong>24-05-2010, 05:48:51</strong>
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				It takes Justin perhaps fifteen minutes to come to, the drug working its way out of his system. The last thing he remembers is boarding a town car headed to the Academy his parents were sending him to...and then nothing. Except the darkness of the blindfold, and a splitting headache. He begins tugging on the bonds, unable to get them free, doing little but tightening the knots around his wrist. He can hear the creaking of the wooden chair he is bound to, and the sound of the clock. His arm muscles, lean and strong continue to tug, the rope digging into his skin as he shakes his head, trying to shake the blindfold off.<br><br>"W...what's going on?" His voice is half furious, and half terrified. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Purchased Help [Mercurial &amp; yume]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>yume</strong> on <strong>24-05-2010, 08:24:15</strong>
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				"Ah!" Samantha hopped off the couch eagerly. "You're finally awake," she said striding over to him, a feminine scent of roses following her. "How does your head feel?" she asked, stroking his hair gently, her voice full of concern. She wanted him to be aware of his new situation, and to be alert to learn a few rules. She licked her lips as she watched him tug against his restraints, he was such a handsome boy, she'd have fun with him. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Purchased Help [Mercurial &amp; yume]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mercurial</strong> on <strong>24-05-2010, 08:57:30</strong>
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				Blinded eyes try to follow the sound of the feminine voice, the sudden scent of her perfume flooding his senses. He jumps in surprise as she runs her hands through his hair, his head following the path of her fingers as they stroke him. "I...who are you?" He tries another experimental, and unsuccessful tug. Her men did indeed learn from last time.<br><br>"My head is killing me..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Purchased Help [Mercurial &amp; yume]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>yume</strong> on <strong>24-05-2010, 09:37:09</strong>
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				"My name is Samantha," she said, still stroking his hair. "What's yours?" she asked, although she knew from her worker that had gone to collect the payments from his family. "Do you know where you were supposed to go?" she inquired. "And just relax for a moment, your headache will go away," she said, holding him affectionately close to her chest as she continued to comfort him. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Purchased Help [Mercurial &amp; yume]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mercurial</strong> on <strong>24-05-2010, 10:30:37</strong>
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				"Justin Croft. I was...I was supposed to be going to the Whitmore Academy." He slumps against her chest as she pets his head, she can feel his rapid, almost panicked breathing, despite her comforting him. His head rests softly against her breasts, unconsciously huddling to her - a good instinct for his future. <br><br>"Where am I? Please, what's happening? I haven't done anything..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Purchased Help [Mercurial &amp; yume]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>yume</strong> on <strong>25-05-2010, 05:05:02</strong>
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				Samantha grinned as he placed his head on her supple breasts. "You're in my mansion," she informed him. She continued to comfort him, a hand pressing against his head to keep him firmly in place. "And you may not have done anything, but your parents sure did," she giggled, knowing just how many were willing to freely discard their children in return of a decent sum of money, which was just mere change to Samantha. "They've sold you into a life of servitude. Serving me, of course," she said, the happiness in her voice obvious. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Purchased Help [Mercurial &amp; yume]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mercurial</strong> on <strong>25-05-2010, 06:25:31</strong>
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				"What? How could they..." he seems to huddle against her, despite being the source of his captivity her touch is comforting, the hand holding him to her as much reassuring as it is controlling.<br><br>"Servitude - s...so you're not going to let me go? I'm a...a slave?" He sounds dazed, confused and on the verge of panic.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Purchased Help [Mercurial &amp; yume]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>yume</strong> on <strong>25-05-2010, 06:35:41</strong>
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				"Very good. Most of the time you boys never get it right the first time around," Samantha said. "Yes. And I expect a decent performance out of you, with the money your parents demanded from me." The warmth from him along with the feeling of confusion and insecurity in the new place was arousing her greatly. "But consider yourself lucky, I'm one of the most attractive mistresses out there, if I do say myself." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Purchased Help [Mercurial &amp; yume]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mercurial</strong> on <strong>25-05-2010, 06:39:50</strong>
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				His next question is timid, worried as he huddles against her. "For how long?"<br><br>He's stopped struggling against his bonds, and mostly just seems shell-shocked, as if waiting for the feminine voice to tell him it would be alright, that this was just a mistake. But she doesn't, preferring her young help, and the feel of a trembling slave to any such notions of mercy.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Purchased Help [Mercurial &amp; yume]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>yume</strong> on <strong>25-05-2010, 06:46:16</strong>
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				"Life, dear," she informed. "Unless you disappoint me. Then I dispose of you," she added coldly. "But," she began to speak in her comforting tone, "I'm sure you're smarter than to disobey me." She slid her hand down from stroking his hair to running up and down his chest. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Purchased Help [Mercurial &amp; yume]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mercurial</strong> on <strong>25-05-2010, 07:08:14</strong>
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				Her pronouncement that he is there for life - or worse, since somehow he's unsure 'disposal' means just being turned loose - causes him to panic somewhat. She can feel his pulse speed up, and the feel of him beginning to cry against her. "Please...I didn't do anything..." he does this for a few moments, getting out the injustice of what's been done to him, knowing she won't simply let him go. "Don't hurt me...please, I'll obey...". A far more sensible plea given the circumstances.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Purchased Help [Mercurial &amp; yume]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>yume</strong> on <strong>25-05-2010, 07:39:33</strong>
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				"I won't unless you give me a reason to," she assured him. She reached behind his head and untied the blindfold tossing it aside. The binds that held may have been difficult for him to get out of, but easy for her to undo and release him from the uncomfortable wooden chair. "With you fully aware of your situation, it's time for you to get into some proper attire." She motioned him to follow behind her as she strode out the room to a small room next door. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Purchased Help [Mercurial &amp; yume]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mercurial</strong> on <strong>25-05-2010, 09:47:59</strong>
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				He trembles against her, feeling her untying his blindfold, blinking in the light - he's been trapped in the dark for hours. He looks up at her, timid blue eyes staring up at her, wet and red with tears. She had told the truth, she <em>was</em> beautiful.<br><br>He rubs his hands gently, rope marks clear on his wrists, standing unevenly, rubbing his temples slightly - his headache still clearly pounding in his head. "Alright Samantha." He rises, following her, legs weak from shock and a long time out with the drug, looking scared.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Purchased Help [Mercurial &amp; yume]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>yume</strong> on <strong>26-05-2010, 05:54:22</strong>
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				As he wobbled behind her, she noted that she would have to instruct him how to address her. Inside the small room she had led him to had a small bed, a dresser,&nbsp; and a closet. The room was bare with only a small mirror on the wall, a bare lightbulb hanging from the ceiling and bland colored sheets on the bed. Inside the closet held his clothing, a uniform of a white button up shirt, black trousers, a few matching vests and a matching jacket. The dresser held his underwear and a tie should he be serving her during formal affairs. Or if she felt like leading him around in it. <br><br>"Justin, this will be your room," she said. "So it's time for you to discard the things you are wearing and change into your uniform." She sat down and perched herself on the bed, making it obvious she wasn't intending to leave while he changed. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Purchased Help [Mercurial &amp; yume]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mercurial</strong> on <strong>26-05-2010, 07:29:08</strong>
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				It's a sparse, barren room, small and without personality, but he nods quietly. "Am I allowed to decorate?" How he would manage to do so of course is a valid question - he won't be getting paid, ever. He looks around, another question occurring to him. "And where is the bathroom and shower?" He presumed she would demand him be clean at all times.<br><br>Blushing as she realizes she is not leaving, he turns around, stripping quickly. His body is...appealing. A nice ass, and well toned with lean, smooth muscles. Of course, she already knew that - she checked these things out before she bought someone. He dresses equally quickly, buttoning the jacket and turning around.<br><br>"Is this alright?" Bending over, he carefully folds the clothes he wore when he was taken and sets them on the bed.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Purchased Help [Mercurial &amp; yume]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>yume</strong> on <strong>26-05-2010, 08:06:28</strong>
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				"You'll be using my private bathrooms, as I also expect you to keep them clean," she replied. "And I suppose if you can mange to make something out of scraps of paper or something," Samantha added, glancing around the barren room. Previous slaves had never asked to decorate, but she couldn't see any harm in that. <br><br>Watching him change, she smiled at what she saw. It was always better seeing them when they were embarrassed and nervous, being judged by the one who had bought them. "Yes, looks like I got you the correct size," she said, looking him up and down. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Purchased Help [Mercurial &amp; yume]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mercurial</strong> on <strong>26-05-2010, 09:26:34</strong>
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				He nods. "W...what will be my duties?" The question clearly surprises her, but she has told him he will be here for life, and even if that isn't true, and his service is measured in years, it would still be nice not to live in an utterly featureless room.<br><br>"They fit well, thank you." He stretches, testing the clothes. They're cut rather well, nicer than what he owns - apparently she's rich enough to equip her slaves well. He blushes as he realizes she has been watching him with a rather critical eye. "Did the rest meet with your approval?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Purchased Help [Mercurial &amp; yume]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>yume</strong> on <strong>27-05-2010, 01:07:16</strong>
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				Samantha nodded. "Your duties will be whatever I see fit. Mostly cleaning, entertaining and serving my needs," she said. She stood up and walked to the door. "Dinner should be served by now, and since this is your first night in my household, I'll allow you to have your dinner with me," she said, motioning for him to follow her down the stairs to the formal dining room.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Purchased Help [Mercurial &amp; yume]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mercurial</strong> on <strong>27-05-2010, 02:49:31</strong>
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				He nods. So he really was intended to be a servant. Following her as she leaves, he follows her. "Thank you Samantha." Again, she is reminded she needs to clarify what he is to be calling her. As they walk, he curiously looks around what is apparently to be his new home - for means of escape as well as generally familiarizing himself with the area. As they enter the formal dining room, he gulps. "Where do servants normally eat?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Purchased Help [Mercurial &amp; yume]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>yume</strong> on <strong>28-05-2010, 08:45:47</strong>
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				She let him calling her by her name slide for the time being. After dinner she would give him the rules and instructions, especially on addressing those above him, which was everyone really. "The servants eat in the kitchen. The slaves eat elsewhere, probably in the corners of the kitchen or something, I just know that they tell you where there's room left," she said. "Only those invited get to eat their meals in the dining room."<br><br>Samantha took her seat at the head of the table. "Enjoy this, you never know when the next time I treat you like this will be."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Purchased Help [Mercurial &amp; yume]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mercurial</strong> on <strong>28-05-2010, 08:56:51</strong>
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				He nods, sitting in the large dining room chair, looking as if he wanted to disappear into it. He eats quietly, trying to enjoy the meal, despite being told he is to be a slave until he either dies or she grows bored with him. It's quite hard to actually accomplish. Finally, about halfway through the meal, he speaks.<br><br>"M...may I ask how much? How much my life is worth?"
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				Post by: <strong>yume</strong> on <strong>28-05-2010, 08:58:42</strong>
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				Samantha laughed as she tried to recall the amount of money one of her workers gave to his parents. "I'm guessing ten-grand? Something surprisingly cheap. What did you do to make them want to get rid of you?" she asked, an eyebrow raised. "No loving parent gives away their child for such a measly amount. Didn't even barter or negotiate that much from what I heard."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Purchased Help [Mercurial &amp; yume]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mercurial</strong> on <strong>28-05-2010, 09:17:28</strong>
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				Her laughter, and the tone, cause something in the boy to break. She can see it in his eyes for a brief instant. His first chance to eat in the dining room - likely his last chance for some time - ends when he bolts, knocking the chair over and fleeing. It's not actually an attempt to escape - luckily for him, as the consequences for that would have been considerable. It is instead an attempt to flee, to hide, to somehow get <em>away</em>.<br><br>He is almost trivially easy to find, taking less than five minutes. He sits in a dark corner of her library, his knees pulled up to his chest, head buried there, sobbing. His voice is a little more than a whisper. "I tried. I tried so hard..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Purchased Help [Mercurial &amp; yume]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>yume</strong> on <strong>28-05-2010, 09:30:15</strong>
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				The other servants rushed into the formal dining room startled. "Go find the boy, just find him, leave him wherever he's gone. I'll deal with him then," she said, not even bothering to get up. A few butlers and a maid went off to search for him, while Samantha continued to eat. She didn't get up when someone had softly told her they had found the boy in the library. Once she had finished her dinner and glass of wine did she get up and walk to the library, dismissing the one who had found him. <br><br>"The truth hurts, doesn't it?" she asked, sitting in a chair where she could seem him clearly. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Purchased Help [Mercurial &amp; yume]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mercurial</strong> on <strong>28-05-2010, 09:37:08</strong>
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				He looks up at her for a moment, undisguised hate in his eyes before it to collapses and he drops his head again, tears trickling quietly down his cheeks.<br><br>"I tried..." he hugs himself tighter, looking miserable, devastated and broken. "I thought maybe when they told me I was being sent to a school...maybe I'd impress them. Impress someone." He closes his eyes, trying to get control of his breathing. "I tried, but they never wanted me. I wasn't planned, and they blamed me for ruining what they had. They didn't want me...you won't want me."<br><br>His shoulders slump in defeat, looking exhausted, his eyes going up to her, brimming with tears. He had thought maybe - she had been so comforting earlier, but it seems to have vanished. He shuts his eyes tightly, trembling. "What are you going to do to me?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Purchased Help [Mercurial &amp; yume]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>yume</strong> on <strong>28-05-2010, 09:42:55</strong>
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				"Whatever I wish to do with you," she said, nonchalantly. "Now, come over here. It's time for you to start learning some rules," she said, the tone of her voice very stern with her command. She pointed to a free spot on the marble floor for him to sit. "If you do not come quickly when I call, I'll punish you."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Purchased Help [Mercurial &amp; yume]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mercurial</strong> on <strong>28-05-2010, 09:46:35</strong>
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				He goes to her, sitting near her on the floor, his head down, any amount of fight gone. But a certain spark that she had seen seemed to have been snuffed out as well. She would have to see if that could be rebuilt. He nods quietly, listening as she begins to explain the rules that govern his life.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Purchased Help [Mercurial &amp; yume]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>yume</strong> on <strong>28-05-2010, 09:54:45</strong>
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				"Look up at me while I speak to you," she ordered. "And you will address me either as Mistress or Miss Samantha." She lifted his chin up. "After all, I'm the one who bought you, thus I am the one you must impress."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Purchased Help [Mercurial &amp; yume]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mercurial</strong> on <strong>28-05-2010, 09:59:29</strong>
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				He looks up timidly, eyes still wet with tears as she grasps his chin. "Yes Mistress." She can also see a vein of fear in his eyes, and can guess why. She is clearly rich - and the boy of apparently little real monetary value. How much trouble would it be to simply replace him?
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				Title: <strong>Re: Purchased Help [Mercurial &amp; yume]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>yume</strong> on <strong>28-05-2010, 10:07:26</strong>
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				"Now, you've made a bit of mess in the dining room during your hasty and melodramatic exit. The maids serve me, not you, so you'll have to clean that up. And I expect it to be spotless," she said. "Go on," she shooed. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Purchased Help [Mercurial &amp; yume]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mercurial</strong> on <strong>28-05-2010, 10:12:27</strong>
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				"Yes Mistress." He rises, heading swiftly to the dining room, righting the chair and picking, or wiping up the spilled plate diligently, perhaps taking a little more time than he should in order to make sure it is perfectly clean. He delivers the plate, and the spilled food, to the kitchen, apologizing to the maid on duty that night before returning to the dining room, waiting for her.
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				Post by: <strong>yume</strong> on <strong>28-05-2010, 10:23:26</strong>
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				Samantha checked his work, having the maid go over it as well. The maid nodded, indicating that it was a job well done. "Very good," she said. "But since you wasted tonight's dinner, you won't have a meal till tomorrow night. Now your next task is to help me prepare for bed. Come along now," she said, leading him to her room. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Purchased Help [Mercurial &amp; yume]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mercurial</strong> on <strong>28-05-2010, 10:37:04</strong>
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				He waits nervously, pleading eyes looking at both of them while they check his work, nodding - fully expecting not to be getting fed for awhile. "Yes Mistress, I'm sorry for wasting dinner." He sounds genuinely remorseful, knowing his next meal will probably be on the floor in the kitchen, and that some of her kindness from this morning seems to have been lost. Still, he follows her obediently upstairs to her room, trying to memorize where it is in the massive house.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Purchased Help [Mercurial &amp; yume]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>yume</strong> on <strong>29-05-2010, 21:44:02</strong>
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				In her room, she dropped the elegant silk robe she was wearing, naturally expecting him to pick it up without any instruction. Streching she motioned him to come over. "Help me and unclasp my bra," she said, pointing to the clasp surrounded by fine lace that covered her bosom. "Then find me a nightgown to sleep in."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Purchased Help [Mercurial &amp; yume]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mercurial</strong> on <strong>31-05-2010, 00:33:53</strong>
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				He picks up the robe she had been wearing, holding it in one arm - carefully draping the garment so he doesn't fold it before unclasping her bra, keeping his eyes down while her breasts are freed from their confinement. He continues to avoid looking at her while he goes to what he presumes is the closet, soon producing a nightgown of deep green, offering it to her.<br><br>"Will this do?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Purchased Help [Mercurial &amp; yume]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>yume</strong> on <strong>01-06-2010, 03:37:59</strong>
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				She glanced at the dress, rather surprised. She had forgotten she had it. "That will do," she said. She slipped the nightgown over her head, the hem of it barely covering her pussy. "Now, come to my bed," she said, as she walked over to it sitting on the edge of the soft bed. She spread her legs apart a little and&nbsp; pointed to the floor between her legs, indicating that he should situate himself there. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Purchased Help [Mercurial &amp; yume]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mercurial</strong> on <strong>01-06-2010, 03:56:15</strong>
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				He blushes, looking at her and going to the edge of the bed, settling down on his knees at her feet, looking up at her. "I...I am sorry about earlier tonight." He rests his head against her leg, his eyes going back down. "You were right, the truth does hurt."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Purchased Help [Mercurial &amp; yume]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>yume</strong> on <strong>01-06-2010, 04:27:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Samantha shrugged. "That's how the cookie crumbles, doesn't it?" she asked. "Now, you don't want to disappoint me either, as I'll just toss you to the next slave owner, who most likely won't as kind as I am to you." She spread her legs apart a little more. "Now, remove my panties."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Purchased Help [Mercurial &amp; yume]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mercurial</strong> on <strong>01-06-2010, 04:42:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He nods softly. "I will try not to Mistress." He sounds scared, the idea of being sold intimidating. He huddles against her legs as he lifts her hips slightly, sliding her underwear down to her ankles and then off, setting them carefully aside.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Purchased Help [Mercurial &amp; yume]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>yume</strong> on <strong>01-06-2010, 04:45:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Now, why don't you give me a good licking down there, and listen up," she said, her hand under his chin so he would look up at her. "I'll be telling you what to do so you can please me properly."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Purchased Help [Mercurial &amp; yume]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mercurial</strong> on <strong>01-06-2010, 05:11:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He looks up at her, surprised at her request, but nods, easing his head between her legs. He shyly sticks his tongue out, working up her thighs to her outer lips, probing carefully at her. His hands reach up to hold her thighs apart.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Purchased Help [Mercurial &amp; yume]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>yume</strong> on <strong>01-06-2010, 06:00:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She moaned softly at his reluctant tongue, licking her thighs and privates gingerly. "That's a good start, keep going," she said, holding his head in place. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Purchased Help [Mercurial &amp; yume]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mercurial</strong> on <strong>01-06-2010, 06:05:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The boy is held in place, extending his tongue and wiggling it experimentally deeper into her, barely missing her clit as he does.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Purchased Help [Mercurial &amp; yume]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>yume</strong> on <strong>02-06-2010, 05:23:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Mmm, not bad for a start," she said. "But get my clit. That little nub right there. You were so close to it," she said, with a soft moan.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Purchased Help [Mercurial &amp; yume]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mercurial</strong> on <strong>02-06-2010, 11:04:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The boy does as she says, assuming obedience - especially since one way or another he is in between her legs - is likely a wise course. His tongue experimentally slides around, exploring her inner and outer lips as he searches for her clit, eventually finding it and rubbing experimentally.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Purchased Help [Mercurial &amp; yume]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>yume</strong> on <strong>03-06-2010, 03:48:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Samantha moaned, the boy very obedient. "There, that's it. Good boy," she cooed, stroking his hair gently, encouraging him to keep up the good work. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Purchased Help [Mercurial &amp; yume]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mercurial</strong> on <strong>03-06-2010, 18:35:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The boy seems to respond very well to affection and encouragement, nestling deeper against her legs. His tongue runs along her clit in slow, deliberate circles, pausing only long enough to rest briefly to breath, nuzzling her gently while he does. The taste of the woman is unfamiliar - indeed, the taste of any woman is - but he finds himself drawn to it, to the signs of her pleasure, and the gentle encouragement that emerges from it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Purchased Help [Mercurial &amp; yume]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>yume</strong> on <strong>04-06-2010, 05:16:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She moaned softly, her juices beginning to flow from his slow licks. "Mmm, make sure to lick up every drop of it," she said. She had to admit, he was a good follower and she was surprised just how much effort he was giving to please her. "Keep this up and I might reward you later," she smiled as he licked her way closer to her climax. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Purchased Help [Mercurial &amp; yume]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mercurial</strong> on <strong>04-06-2010, 15:40:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Obediently he alternates between running his tongue along her clit and licking up her juices as they escape, closing his eyes and concentrating on her pleasure, a soft moan escaping his lips, the sound vibrating through her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Purchased Help [Mercurial &amp; yume]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>yume</strong> on <strong>04-06-2010, 22:15:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Samantha moaned a little louder, leaning back with one of her legs wrapping around him to keep her in place. "Oh, yes," she moaned. "Good boy, good boy!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Purchased Help [Mercurial &amp; yume]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mercurial</strong> on <strong>08-06-2010, 00:03:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The young slave makes a small noise of surprise as one of her legs wraps around his neck and shoulders, holding him in place while he pleasures her. His tongue slowly grows more bold, focusing on her clit as it flicks his tongue across her, his face pressed to her, nuzzling her softly while he licks her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Purchased Help [Mercurial &amp; yume]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>yume</strong> on <strong>08-06-2010, 09:21:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Samantha moaned loudly as he licked her clit, his face pressed against her. She could feel herself letting go, releasing her climax all over her little slave's face. "Mmm....now why don't you eat up your little treat," she said, lying back on the bed to catch her breath. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Purchased Help [Mercurial &amp; yume]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mercurial</strong> on <strong>08-06-2010, 19:31:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				While his Mistress lays back in bed panting the boy obediently begins licking up her cum, running his tongue along her in broad, flat strokes. Soon the smooth, welcoming skin of her crotch has been cleaned and the boy lays his head down between her legs, surrounded by her scent and taste, unable to move much given where he is still held - his face covered in cum.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Purchased Help [Mercurial &amp; yume]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>yume</strong> on <strong>19-06-2010, 07:55:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Samantha caught her breath and sat back up. She released her grip on him, freeing him from her crotch. "Not bad for your first time," she said. "Now, go on and return to your room. You'll be busy in the morning," she said, smoothing down the skirt of her night gown back down in its proper place. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Purchased Help [Mercurial &amp; yume]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mercurial</strong> on <strong>19-06-2010, 11:02:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He nods. "Yes Mistress, thank you..." He rises and retreats to his room. The next morning, she is awoken as usual by one of the maids, laying out her clothing. She smiles at the woman as she fetches a skirt.<br><br>"The boy cried himself to sleep last night. And the staff is curious...is he off limits to us?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Purchased Help [Mercurial &amp; yume]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>yume</strong> on <strong>07-07-2010, 04:32:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Samantha smiled at the maid's question. "Perhaps some of you will get a treat from the little boy then," Samantha said as she went to take her morning hot shower. She changed with the aid of the maid and did her hair and makeup before heading to the boy's room. "Perhaps you'll be first to get a treat," she said with a smile to the maid before opening the door of her pet's room.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Purchased Help [Mercurial &amp; yume]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mercurial</strong> on <strong>11-07-2010, 07:05:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The maid smiles. "That's very kind of you Mistress - he's a handsome one."<br><br>She opens the door to her new pet's room, finding him already showered and dressed - the maid was kind enough to rouse him early so he wouldn't be caught from a dead sleep by his Mistress, exhausted enough that it was a possibility. He is bent over the bed, making it quietly, making sure his room is tidy. He turns with a start when she enters, dropping to his knees. "G...good morning Mistress."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Purchased Help [Mercurial &amp; yume]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>yume</strong> on <strong>12-07-2010, 00:50:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Good morning, my little slave. Did you enjoy your sleep?" she asked as she stood next to the kneeling boy, stroking his hair gently. She glanced around his room, noticing that he had already made his bed without question and had dressed properly. "You learn very quickly," she observed, continuing to stroke his hair. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Purchased Help [Mercurial &amp; yume]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mercurial</strong> on <strong>12-07-2010, 08:54:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As with yesterday, the boy seems to respond especially well to her light, almost affectionate touch, arching his neck slightly.<br><br>"It was hard Mistress, new sounds in a different place, an unfamiliar bed and...knowing what I am." It is an honest answer, which seems to be the best way with these things.
			</dd>
		</dl>
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