Dominance

Cat stared at Master, and then back to Aria. There was a definite barrier or problem between them and she wanted to know more. It had something to do with Master’s new friend Edward. Did he and Aria have a history? Had she been Edward’s lover before she came to Master? Or was she wrong about both and Aria felt threatened by one of the other girls? Cat had to find out, uncover the weakness and exploit it.

She rose and followed Master and Aria into the fresh air. She felt embarrassed about being naked but accepted it as a means to an end. She was more embarrassed by the gag she wore.

But she was in the same situation as the wise monkey, seeing all, hearing all and saying nothing. Without making it too obvious she got as close as she could to Master and Aria to ensure she missed nothing.

Amber frowned slightly with Peral's reminder on clothing being a gained item, nodding as she blushed once more. "I- I know that. I was just... well, um..." She hesitated, glancing back to the large windowed doors. "Even when the gardener looks at me, it seems so strange. I understand that everyone of this house is to be viewed as Master and Mistress see fit, but-"

A thankful smile came to her face as her sister offered to go with her to talk to them. "Thank you, Pearl!," She exclaimed in pure joy, hastily grabbing the other woman's hand. "I'll make it a very quick question, but I know I'll feel so much braver with you there!"

Starting back for the main hall, she paused as she heard Master and Mistress speaking. A reminder to the new girl on his stance with clothing... and something that left Amber even more hesitant on her question to them. If they were strictly enforcing it on Cat, Amber inquiring on the matter probably wouldn't end very well.

"Maybe.... Maybe now isn't the best time," Amber whispered to Pearl, glancing back at her over her shoulder with a frown.

"I'll just shove away the embarassment. I really don't want them to be mad at me. They probably aren't in the greatest of moods with Cat's defiance right now..."

OOC: Oh, master....

Johnathon looked Cat over once more. She seemed like she was intent on something or deep in thouhgt. reading people ahd always been a skill he'd prided himself on, but for now the girl was a mystery. "In any case we'll be moving about, Edward is merely coming to ask for some help in hiring I beleive and we will play a round of golf. This one should serve fine as his Caddy. Edward has such a heavy bag after all." He grinned at Cat, admiring the fine cut of her muscles, she would be a strong one certainly. Though perhaps her mind was not as fit as her body.

He turned his attention back to Aria, "For now though I simply want to walk. Tell me how your journey went, I can see you've brought one back. But weren't there several candidates? What happened?"

Cat wanted to object, but knew it would be futile. , "For now though I simply want to walk. Tell me how your journey went, I can see you've brought one back. But weren't there several candidates? What happened?" Maybe, just maybe she could listen to Aria’s excuses and find a weakness to exploit. Cat quickened her step and tried to keep as close to Master and Aria as she could.

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Johnathon looked Cat over once more. She seemed like she was intent on something or deep in thouhgt. reading people ahd always been a skill he'd prided himself on, but for now the girl was a mystery. "In any case we'll be moving about, Edward is merely coming to ask for some help in hiring I beleive and we will play a round of golf. This one should serve fine as his Caddy. Edward has such a heavy bag after all." He grinned at Cat, admiring the fine cut of her muscles, she would be a strong one certainly. Though perhaps her mind was not as fit as her body.

He turned his attention back to Aria, "For now though I simply want to walk. Tell me how your journey went, I can see you've brought one back. But weren't there several candidates? What happened?"

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Aria shrugged, "Yes, Master...there were three other girls. But, one was a bit too eager and she was...a massochist to the point of worrying me. She wanted to be whipped until she bled, she wanted to be punched in the face...You know I have never liked to get too brutal. I didn't think she'd work out. We had one fun night but by morning I was exhausted and pretty certain the rest of us couldn't keep up with her damages...Then there was one who...turned out to be a transvestite. Very pretty, but...also not my thing and I didn't think you'd approve either. I think you like your girls to actually be girls....and the third one, Gloria....She was nice, fabulous body, lovely eyes...but she ended up changing her mind during the interview. She's going back to business school, decided she couldn't bring herself to do what we do despite her fantasies. I tried, Master, but she wasn't ready. Perhaps, we'll be hearing from her again in the future. Time will tell."

Her expression was apologetic as she fluttered her lashes and looked up at his face, "I'm sorry, Master. Should I go shopping again next week?"

Cat caught most of the conversation and realized Aria had her faults as far as master was concerned. She had been shopping but had not brought home all the bacon. How could she exploit this?

As she listened she realized she was going to be in for the “long game”. She would control her temper, obey her orders, win Master’s confidence and then mention some of the girls she knew. Maybe, just maybe she could go on a shopping trip sometime.

There was also a definite sign of inferiority over one of the other girls (she had no idea who), but she would find out, befriend her and between them bring Aria down. Suddenly life seemed full of opportunities.

Johnathon smiled anyway if the corners of his mouth indicated a small disappointment. "Oh that is too bad. Let us hope that they decide to come here, we can help them so much." He walked away from the group to pick a tulip and place it in cat's hair. "But of course the first two were un-managable, we can't be flaying people half to death, and of course I prefer my women to be women. If I made it through the English school system without becoming a touch fae I don't see High cheekbones changing my preferences."

He grinned and admired the flower in Cat's hair. It suited her blossomed yet closed, hiding beneath it's many charms, and the color suited her eyes nicely. "As for the third it is alright. It is not expected everyone would go with us we knew that when we began to build our home, you and I. You still bring in teh highest yields, and I would never wish to do without you, by my side." Johnathon smiled in aproval full hearted now, He laughed a little as he finished speaking walking towards a picnic luncheon across a field looking over the golf course. "And there is still that option to be buried with me. Like the pharoah and thier most treasured posessions."

Aria never knew what to say when he got to talking of burials and such. She simply nodded and acquiesced, "Yes, Master." Her eyes watched the other girls approaching from the other side of the gardens and noted the approach of Edward, Master Edward from now on, he'd be living on the island permanently now.

Amber peeked hesitantly into the room, casting a quick glance at Pearl. She had her doubts on asking about the dress, but perhaps one of her other ways of escaping her fears could help to calm her down.

"Sir? Ma'am?"

Amber stepped around the corner, her eyes finding the ground instead of either of the people she spoke towards. "Please, forgive me for interrupting. I.. I was wondering if I could perhaps- ask a favor of you?"

Her hands were twisted together by her chin, continuously rubbing along each other as she stared at the grass.

"I- I was hoping to do something special for you... and our guest, Mister Edward. And maybe to show our new sister that things aren't as bad as she thinks...?"

A quick upwards glance was taken, only to be hastily dropped back down.

"I would like to help in the kitchen tonight, if I could..."

Edward was enjoying the walk, taking in the scenery as he headed over to Johnathon's manor. He had with him a small case, which contained his part of the wager. He was sure that Johnathon would be pleased with Edward's choice. It was hard to go wrong when you've know someone for as long as Edward had known Johnathon.

It was at that very moment that Edward met his old friend. A genuine smile crossed his face as he set the case on the ground. He took a few steps closer and gave Johnathon a warm handshake.

"Good morning, my old friend. Once more, it's a pleasure to see you again." Edward turned to look at the three beauties that walked with his oldest friend.

He walked up to Aria, giving her a warm embrace and a kiss on the cheek. "Hello, Aria. You look as gorgeous as ever."

He approached Fleur, giving her a warm embrace as well, followed by a kiss on the cheek. "Hello, Fleur. You are looking lovely today."

He then look at Cat, noting the ball gag in her mouth. "And who do I have the pleasure of meeting?"

"Cat," Aria replied in a matter of fact tone.

"Hello, Cat," He gave her the same embrace he gave the other two. "It is a pleasure to meet you." He kissed her on the forehead.

"So, Johnathon, what is on the cards for today?" Edward went back to retrieve his case, and fell in beside his friend as they continued their walk.

With a smirk and then a genuine grin he accepted teh handshake that turned into a freindly embrace. "Edward." he watched as his oldest freind greeted each othe women with him with a warm hug and a soft kiss on the cheek. Except Cat. She gained a chaste kiss on the forehead. "I'd watch that one edward shes new and thusly not trained yet. But she'll be carrying your clubs today."

Johnathon smiled as he brought up the antique crystal decanter that was his side of the bet. "We'll be playing golf today. I had the course finished while you were gone and I've been waiting to get out on it. If you like you could un gag her and take her advice at caddy. I understand she was an athletic one. I of course will be partaking of Aria's advice."

Johnathon Darby grinned. he didn't plan on losing the first round to Edward at all, but this as a relatively new course, he'd only played it a few times before and with a new longer back end that would appeal to Edwards long drives, he figured it was about as even as they could get. Lord did he relish this kind of competition.

Aria hadn't been oblivious to the lingering note of the kiss Edward had given her but she also noted that Jonathan seemed to not have noticed at all. This would be a strange day, she thought.

Cat noticed there was a chemistry between Aria and Edward. Now she had to find a way to turn it to her advantage. She would use this opportunity as caddy to observe and watch everything. For the first time in since she arrived Cat actually felt confident of eventually unseating Aria, and she was convinced Aria did not have a clue of her intentions.

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ooc: ladies, everyone you are apparently speaking to are outside with the guest.

ooc: Why are you apologizing. You are where you need to be, I need Amber and Pearl to join us too. They are in the house speaking to us while we're not there, very confusing. Relax, dear.

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ooc: Attept acceptable. Thanks.

Tyron Mastell

Tyron Mastell had a job that most men would be envious of, if they weren't gay like him. He was employed to keep his eye out for good female potential for a gentleman of substance and extreme wealth who had some rather exacting expectations for those women.

Tyron was a gift investigator, who was very good at reading body language, as well as having decent psychology skills picked up from his university degree. He had been following up a lead, 'fresh blood' as it were. Everything he had found out about her was what his employer was after. The young lady, who had been given the preliminary name of 'Celeste' for his records, had been contacted by him a few times before, giving her some surveys to fill out as part of a supposed post graduate thesis on sexuality, along with one face to face interview. From all of that, she was flagged as a prime candidate.

Now, he sat at a coffee shop, waiting to meet her to make her the offer. Tyron was still surprised that the candidates were all told exactly what would happen, and were given the choice to accept or decline. It surprised him more to know that he had recruited four other women who had gone on to enjoy their time with his employer. It was the exact nature of the relationship that baffled him. But then, he had been in a steady relationship with Darren for 10 years and it was a meeting of equals.

He looked up from his coffee to see 'Celeste' approach his table. He smiled and stood up and offered his hand to her.

"Hello, let me finally introduce myself, my name is Tyron Mastell. Please, take a seat. This wont take too long."

The meeting......

Elizabeth's stomach was doing flips as she walked into the coffee shop. She could not believe that the day had already come. She saw Tyron seated at small table towards the back and she began to walk towards him with somewhat of a nervous smile on her face.

"Hello, let me finally introduce myself, my name is Tyron Mastell. Please, take a seat. This wont take too long."

She took his hand and shook it. "Hi, I'm Elizabeth. Sorry I am a bit nervous."

She sat down and waited for him to say more.

The meeting......

"Hi, I'm Elizabeth. Sorry I am a bit nervous."

"That's OK, Elizabeth. You're not the first one to be nervous about such a significant change life's direction. Now, if you want anything to drink or eat, just flag down a waiter and order it. It'll be added to my tab."

He gave her the time to get herself settled a little more.

"My employer is looking for women who will be his submissives. They will be completely obedient to his will, which will include sexual activities amongst others. In return, you will receive an education in a number of different areas, and a substantial remuneration package shall be made available to you when the agreement is terminated.

"You will have food, lodgings, medical care in addition to the education benefits.

"All passport, visas and associated have already been dealt with. All that is needed is your final decision, and we will proceed to my employers abode.

"Are there any questions you have at this time?"

The meeting.....

"That's OK, Elizabeth. You're not the first one to be nervous about such a significant change life's direction. Now, if you want anything to drink or eat, just flag down a waiter and order it. It'll be added to my tab."

"Oh I'm fine. I had a bite to eat before I came." She smiled a little thinking about her apartment.

"My employer is looking for women who will be his submissives. They will be completely obedient to his will, which will include sexual activities amongst others. In return, you will receive an education in a number of different areas, and a substantial remuneration package shall be made available to you when the agreement is terminated.

"You will have food, lodgings, medical care in addition to the education benefits.

"All passport, visas and associated have already been dealt with. All that is needed is your final decision, and we will proceed to my employers abode.

"Are there any questions you have at this time?"

"Yes, I do have a question. I have already packed up my apartment and I was wondering what would I need to do about paying for storage? I have some money in my savings but I don't know how long I will be with your employer."

She thought for just a sec. "I also have a cat name Winny. Can she come with me?"

OOC
My Character: Angel
Age: 24
Hair Color: Thick wavy, golden very long.
Eye Color: Violet.
Sexual Preference: Bisexual? [Side note, Angel had been trained to fully serve, she is unaware of her preferences as they have never been separate from those of her Master and so it will be interesting for her to explore this aspect of herself in these new surroundings.]
Height 5'8"
Weight 135lbs.
Personality: Chameleon... as dictated by her training....but who is she?


IC.
On the long trip to Angel's destination she had plenty of time to think, a luxury she had been rarely afforded. Raised as a pleasure slave she had but one Master in her short lifetime. Cedric had been over 60 when he had acquired her and she was the last of his precious pets as he had died recently slipping away peacefully in his sleep. Fitting, as it had been the way and nature of his household. Peaceful, no noise, nothing to disturbing its delicate equilibrium! Screams of passion or exquisite pain banished to the recesses of the participants mind and never allowed to spill over into the real world. At this moment Angel was thankful for the sound proofing of the limousine she was in, to blot out the consistent incessant noise of the outside world. She found such noise to be confusing and yet slightly thrilling even though at the moment she was glad to escape it's allure.

She had recently been sold to a new Master/Mistress of whom she knew nothing; Angel found the prospect to be both pleasing and daunting. Cedric had molded her into his perception of what he wanted her to be down to her innermost thoughts; all had been carefully guided and programmed. This was in fact the first time in many years that Angel had found her mind wandering into uncharted territories while free to explore them with out fear of reprisal, even now she kept expecting retribution at the turn her thoughts were taking.

At that moment Angel was thinking of how she had looked when she had glimpsed herself for the first time the day before when a man named Tyron Mastell had come to ready her. Standing her naked, in front of a full length mirror, he had placed a temporary holding collar around her slim neck. She knew that a pleasure slave didn’t have to be beautiful herself to provide exquisite sensations to others, but that she just has to be fully and extensively trained, yet Angel found herself thinking that she liked the image reflected in the mirror. She had been taught to focus on others and not on herself. It had been drilled into her by her former Master that she was simply nothing, just an instrument,a means to an end for him. It was with trepidation that Angel had finally gazed upon her own reflection.

Angel observed that she was tall with long smooth legs, had a tiny waist and softly rounded stomach, firm high breasts with huge areolas, two delicate nipple rings running through their center and suspended form each a tiny golden bell. Her pussy was naked, no surprise there, as it had been that way from birth and nestled within its folds was another matching golden ring. Her sun kissed body was surrounded by a halo of long, tawny colored hair falling in waves almost to her ample bottom. The eyes staring back at her were huge purple orbs, and as Angel looked into their depths she had felt an alien sensation, as without thinking she had moved a hand to caress her own forbidden skin. Unthinkable!

In horror she had turned to the man, shaking she had dropped to her knees, head on the hardwood floor and begged, “Punish this slave please”.

A second transgression…for she had spoken aloud!


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