The Abandoned (Closed for Wolf Vixen

[Wolf Vixen]

Marie watched with interest as Paul began to move his hands, almost as if he wasn't sure what to do and that could very well have been the case. She felt his fingers brushing between her thigh and pussy, almost like a teasing motion. The addition of his other finger moving over her slit made her smile down to him. It wasn't until she felt him push that finger past her folds, into her wetness that she breathed out a sigh that softly turned into a moan.

Marie stayed as still as she could while Paul did what she told him to do, which was explore. She didn't hold back any sounds that traveled up her throat as she would have other times. This was how Paul would learn about her and holding back those sounds only made the job that much more difficult on them both. Her eyes never left him even though his finger moved down to tease at her opening, pulling soft moans from her until it moved up to her clit which made her gasp in pleasure.

It wasn't until his hand on her thigh moved to part her lips did her body move for the first time. That finger circling her clit, his warm breath playing over her as he leaned forward, much less the feel of his finger pressing into her, had her hips tilting toward his tongue and her walls clamping down on his invading finger. Marie's moan was louder and her hand threatened to reach down to him as his tongue flicked over her clit and his finger delved that much deeper into her. Paul may not have known what to do to begin with but he was using it to his advantage. Using her own sounds to decide what to do longer or what to move away from.

Marie had tried to teach that to so many people, but not many understood the concept even when it was the basic concept of a submissive. Too many times they did what they thought they should do or they did what their own body commanded them to do. Not many actually stopped and thought about using the person's movements and sounds to decide what to do and that was what Paul was doing.

Marie smiled proudly even as her fingers finally dove into his hair, in a way holding and guiding him at the same time. Her hips began to ride his tongue and the invading finger as she felt her body climb higher, "Yes Paul....that's it, just like that." Marie felt her body tightening, felt the first tingle of that orgasm climbing up her body and knew it wouldn't be much longer. Her hips rocked on Paul's finger, brushing across his tongue until she couldn't take it anymore. She cried out as her body shook, her legs grew weak quickly as her orgasm zapped her strength for a few moments. Her fingers tightened in his hair as she rode out her orgasm, making sure to keep him where she needed him.

Marie panted softly as her body slowly returned to normal and her fingers released their hold on his hair. She looked down to Paul with a bright smile upon her face, "Very good my dear, but you are far from done."

 

[LucianDevine]

Paul hoped initially that he was doing well enough to satisfy Marie, but words couldn't even begin to describe how good it felt to hear her sounds of approval. Even more helpful than that though, was the hand that finally came down to tangle in his hair. He closed his mouth around her clit when he felt that hand, and let a muffled moan slip from him against her heated flesh.

Of all the things that Marie did to help boost Paul's confidence though, it was her words of encouragement that mattered most. Hearing her speak those words made him try that much harder. He released her clit from between his lips, but his tongue licked and flicked against her clit as his finger started to move faster inside of her. He fought for breath as he continued to do his best for her, licking her clit while he finger-fucked her. He could feel her pussy flexing around his finger, and that only made him redouble his pace, knowing that she was close. He wanted so desperately to push her over that edge.

Paul felt Marie's hand tightening in his hair, holding him where she wanted him as she cried out with her orgasm. He didn't fight that hold, and when he felt her legs shaking, actually tightened his hold on her thigh with his one arm as he continued to ravage her clit and finger-fuck her.

When he felt Marie's hand loose it's hold on his hair, Paul let his mouth fall away from her clit as he panted for breath. He didn't however, remove his finger from within her, especially when he heard the words that she spoke. He could only look up at her from his knees, a small smile on his face as he spoke. "And what else would you ask of me ma'am?" He said, making no move to stand just yet.

 

[Wolf Vixen]

Tightening her walls around his fingers that were still buried inside of her, Marie slipped her fingers from his hair to slid over his cheek before moving to his chin. Pressing her finger into his chin she waited for him to catch on and stand before her. She wanted to see how well he could keep his fingers inside of her while standing up to his full height.

Marie smiled at him again as she felt his fingers start to slide from her, yet he still kept the tip of them buried in her. Her finger moved down his neck as her free hand moved and wrapped around his cock. Squeezing it softly before her fingers began to move over the length of him, feeling him grow harder in her hand.

Her eyes moved down over his body, slowly taking in the sight of him in her hand before her eyes rose back up to meet his, "For now, this belongs to me...all of you belongs to me and I do plan on getting a feel and a taste of every inch of you. How well are you at holding off on your orgasms Paul?"

As Marie's hand continued to stroke over his length her other hand slipped down and moved around his hip to his ass, gripping it firmly in her hand as she waited for his answer. She could tell he was more than willing to please her, it was built in to him, regardless of his past. But even still, she would help him figure what that past is and then he could make his decision to stay or go.

Her body began to move, turning as her hands slipped from him and her movement caused his fingers to slip from her. Once her back was to him, she reached back with her hand, gripping his hip to urge him closer, "We will see how well you can hold off."

As Paul got closer, Marie leaned forward just a bit to reach between her legs, wrapping her fingers around his hard cock once more she positioned him to slip between her lips, just to rub along her already wet slit. She moaned feeling the hardness sliding between her folds, brushing over her clit, building her up again. She wanted to see how well he did with a tease. Wanted to see if he would do like some and try to take control and enter her before she allowed it.

 

[LucianDevine]

Paul was still trying to catch his breath when he felt Marie's hand move from his hair to his cheek before sliding down to his chin. He felt the slight pressure of her fingers beneath his chin, but it took a moment for him to comprehend what she wanted from him. He'd felt her pussy clenching around his fingers, and that gave him another reason to hesitate.

With a slow breath, Paul braced his left hand on the wall and made to slowly rise from his knees, a motion made all the harder by the slight quiver in his legs. His gaze lifted with the rest of him and he smiled into Marie's eyes as he wiggled his fingertips inside her, as they were the only part that he was able to keep within her, something he'd done specifically she hadn't ordered him to remove them from her.

Paul let his eyes slip closed as he felt finger moving down his neck. It was because of that that he didn't notice the hand that reached for his cock until he felt it's warmth wrap around his soft length. The soft squeeze she gave it though, as well as slow movement she made along his cock ensured that it was not soft for long, despite the orgasm that she'd already pulled from him. As he watched, her gaze lowered to her hand holding his cock before rising once more.

Marie's first statement should have infuriated Paul, and he knew it. At the same time though, he'd seen what some people did to their slaves in the short time he'd been at the auction house. He didn't necessarily like the thought of being owned, but so far, being owned by Marie was a far better alternative than being owned by any of the other women he'd seen. The question that she asked at the end confused him though. He could only shake his head and shrug with his own ignorance.

The feel of Marie's experienced hands, even in the simple gestures that she was doing felt good, and Paul didn't want them to stop. He made no move to stop her as she continued to stroke him, an neither did he stop her from reaching around with her other hand to grip his ass. He wondered what she had in mind for him next, especially as she turned from him, the motion causing his fingers to slip from inside her. He didn't have to wonder long though, because no sooner was her back to him, than she was reaching back to grip his hip and pull him closer. Still, he didn't fight her hold or her pull, but gave in to her demands, both spoken and otherwise.

Marie's words should have told Paul something of what was coming up next, but nothing could have prepared him for the sight that was before him as Marie bent over slightly, or the feel of her hand as it reached between her own legs to grip his own cock. He could only look down in something close to shock as she pulled him the slightest bit closer and guided his cock right to the entrance of her pussy. He already knew she was wet and ready for him, but there was no comparison between the feeling of those moist pussy lips on his fingers, and what he was now feeling as she cleaved her pussy lips with the head of him and held there, teasing him.

Paul's breathing had just been settling down from his efforts of making her cum with his mouth, but it was picking up speed again as he watched and felt the tip of his cock sliding slowly up and down her pussy. He knew she was teasing both of them with that motion, and it was only her previous statement about owning his cock and the rest of him that kept him from pushing forward into her. He so desperately wanted to, and he even leaned forward, just far enough to brace a hand on the wall beside her, the motion pushing his cock the slightest bit farther into her. His motion also had him leaning forward slightly, and as his entire body quivered with anticipation of what he hoped was coming, he leaned forward even more, daring to press a soft kiss to the back of Marie's neck before whispering softly, likely just barely audible over the sound of the water around them. "Please Ma'am."

 

[Wolf Vixen]

The feel of Paul’s hard cock slipping over her was exquisite and Marie moaned again. The sound of Paul’s plea had her smiling before glancing over her shoulder to look at him. He was leaning forward and while that motion did push him more into her hand he wasn’t trying to go further. She could see in his eyes that he wanted to and yet held off, that alone won him what she did next.

She pushed back against him, feeling him enter her for the very first time. Her walls clamping down on the invasion as her head tilted back from the sensation of his cock spreading her walls around him. She always did love that first moment of entering her and many times she would pull them out just to feel it all over again. Her body sunk down around his cock until she couldn’t push back any further. She tightened her muscles around him, holding him tight within her as she savored the feel of him.

Marie braced her hands on the wall, almost giving herself a push up motion as she leaned toward the wall and felt Paul’s hard cock slipping from her. At the head she reversed the motion and slipped him back inside of her at a slow pace. For a moment she kept the slow pace up, just feeling Paul slide in and out of her. Eventually she tilted her hips and tightened her muscles on him as she slipped him from her to the head before holding him right there, right at her entrance. She moved her hips back and relaxed her muscles only to push back and feel him enter her again.

Marie was enjoying the feel of Paul; enjoy the slow motions of her body as it slid down his length before moving back up. She knew this wouldn’t push her into an orgasm, but it felt good all the same as it was a slow build of her body. Her moans slipped from her as she continued her slow pace for a bit longer. Marie wanted to savor him before she picked up speed to gain that orgasm that was building within her.

 

[LucianDevine]

Though he'd asked for it and anticipated it, Paul was hardly ready for Marie's slow push backwards. His braced hand fisted against the wall as his entire body quaked with the effort it took to hold back as he felt his cock entering her. A low and shuddering gasp slipped from him as he remained still, letting her push backwards until her ass met his thighs and the full of his cock was buried within her. He could already feel those silken walls clamping down around him, and the feeling of it was beyond description.

As Paul watched and waited, hoping for permission to thrust, he saw and felt the pushup motion, and couldn't help but marvel of the eroticy of watching Marie do the pushup motion, pulling herself slowly off of him before reversing it and pushing herself onto him and him into her once more.

Marie's pace was so slow, so agonizingly slow, but Paul couldn't bring himself to forcibly speed it up, even though she'd already taken him into her, almost giving him permission to do it. Yet he remained still, even as he felt her tilt her hips just so and pull slowly off of him, tightening her muscles as she did so, letting him feel every delicious motion until just the throbbing head of his cock was inside her.

Paul wondered what Marie had in mind, but could only barely begin to focus on it before he got lost in the pleasure when she started to move once more. All he had the mind to do was move his free hand to her hip and press another kiss to her neck. "Please Ma'am." He whispered softly against her flesh, barely even sure what exactly he was asking for.

 

[Wolf Vixen]

Marie felt the vibration in Paul's body as he held off doing what he wanted to do. She savored every delicious slow movement she made to slide him into her and knew this was torturing him as badly as it was to herself. Feeling his hand slip to her hip and the soft kiss to her neck she couldn't help but smirk lightly at his plea. As her body moved forward once more in that slow fashion she asked him, "Please what my dear. What is it you want?"

Marie paused with just the head of him inside of her and then as he began she slowly slid back down his cock, taking him inside of her once more. She loved hearing the sounds he made, loved how his voice wavered and even paused as the sensations were tingling through both of them. She knew exactly what he wanted and she wanted it too, but she wasn't about to give it to him, not just yet.

Her movements did pick up a bit, moving just slightly faster than she had been doing. Feeling him slid in and out of her was certainly building her, but still wasn't enough to push her over that edge. She felt Paul's grip tighten just for a moment on her hip and she smiled at it. She lowered her arms down the wall just a bit, until she was angled in such a way that gave him room and yet was keeping her in just the right position with his cock inside of her. "Fuck me Paul, make me cum," was the only words that slipped from her lips as she expected him to do exactly as she demanded of him.

 

[LucianDevine]

Marie's words were as teasing as her motions, and they left no doubts in Paul's mind about what she wanted to hear. "P-please may I fuck you Ma'am? Please!?" He asked heatedly, his entire body on edge, burning for it, waiting for that permission that would let him do what he truly desired.

When Paul felt Marie pause on his cock, with just the head of him inside her, he felt like it might finally be time, that she might finally let him do what he wanted. A long and low groan rumbled through his body when she started anew, keeping to that torturously slow pace.

The feeling of Marie's pace speeding up pulled a series of moans from Paul. His hand gripped her hip tighter as his entire body started to anticipate what was coming. he watched and felt her lower her arms a bit, angling herself just so. Then, at long last, his permission came!

Without any hesitations, Paul's hand pulled from the wall, slipped beneath her arm, and reached up to grab her breast. Gone for now were the thoughts of his being a submissive, and her being above him. His grips on her hip and breast tightened as he pulled slowly out of her, and then tightened again as he drove the full length of himself into her.

A quaking moan wracked his body, and all he could do was latch on to her neck with his lips, sucking at the soft and moist flesh. His mind was lost to what he was doing now. He pulled from her, only to drive in to her again, savoring the feel of her skin beneath his hands, the taste of her flesh between his sucking lips, and of course the feel of that hot and tight perfection that he was being allowed to drive his cock in to!

 

[Wolf Vixen]

It didn't take Paul long after her statement before his hands had gripped her hip and her breast. She felt him pull back only to drive the full length of him deep inside her. Marie moaned softly from the feel of it before the added bonus of his lips sucking softly at her neck.

His movements weren't as slow as her own and certainly had the power of force behind them, which is what she was needing at that moment. The feel of him pulling out and driving back into her only had her driving back to meet that powerful thrust. Her walls tightened and Marie knew she wouldn't be much longer before her orgasm would finally be upon her.

Her fingers flexed on the wall even as she felt Paul's tighten on her again. His hips moved again, first pulling from her before reversing and driving that full length of his cock deep inside her. "Yes Paul," Marie moaned out as she could feel herself growing tighter than before. Each forceful thrust into her pushed her closer to that edge until finally his cock driving hard into her shoved her right over that ledge. Her walls convulsed around his cock as her orgasm washed over her. She cried out that pleasure into the shower even as she felt Paul's pace pick up. Marie wondered for a brief moment if he would ask permission, but that thought floated away on the sensations that coursed through her at the feel of his driving cock.

Paul might have been new this life, but his actions were proving to her that under it all, he did desire something like this in his life and she was more than prepared to give it to him.

 

[LucianDevine]

To say that Paul was enjoying this new experience was an understatement. He was quickly losing himself in the experience. His hands and lips tightened, gripping and sucking at her flesh just before he drove himself into Marie. Again, and again, he repeated the motion, her reactions and words only fueling the fire within him, especially the feel of her growing tighter with each driving thrust of his achingly hard cock.

In the back of his mind, Paul heard Marie cry out with pleasure, and he certainly felt her tight pussy convulsing around his driving cock. For he certainly didn't stop. He was far too gone now to ever consider that. Even as he felt that tingling deep within him, pulsing and building, he continued what he was doing, driving himself into her again and again.

Somewhere on the very edge of his conscious mind, Paul knew he was about to cum, and he knew he should try and hold back, knew he should ask for permission. In the time it took for that thought to reach his conscious mind though, he was too far gone. His motions had continued, and with them came that tingling feeling had found its way to his balls and was surging upwards. His grip on both her breast and hip tightened as he tore his lips from her neck. He opened his mouth to speak, but the only sound that came out was a primal groan of pure pleasure as his orgasm surged through him. His cock, which he continued to pound into Marie, surged with his orgasm, a strong gush of cum erupted from him, and each thrust that followed came with a spurt of his hot seed.

Paul's strength flagged immediately as the last drop of his cum was spilled from his balls. He felt himself falling forward, and the hand that was on Marie's breast had to move from it, moving to the wall beside her own hand once more. He was gasping for breath once more, but forced himself to speak. "I'm sorry Ma'am." He whispered breathlessly against her wet flesh, hoping that she would understand.

 

[Wolf Vixen]

The feel of his cock pounding into Marie was wonderful and she felt his lips pull from her shoulder and she really didn't expect a question or a request from him. His hips alone told her, let alone the feel of his cock swelling inside of her, pushing her into a smaller yet just as effective orgasm. It told her that he wasn't going to be able to hold back and part of her didn't want him to. She loved knowing she could make someone lose control even if they were trained properly to ask and they couldn't for the pure pleasure of it all.

While some would get highly upset at that, Marie found it a pleasure all the same to know that her pet, her submissive couldn't withstand the sensations that flooded through them. As the primal groan came from him, Marie smiled and felt the first of many jets of his warm cum filling her. She moaned softly even as his hips slowed and his own hand matched hers on the bathroom wall. As he leaned forward she tightened her muscles just a bit, loving the sound she pulled from him before she heard his apology. Somewhere deep down he knew he was to ask permission, which told her that at some point he was in this life.

She turned her head to him, hearing his heavy breathing, and smiled to him, "Not to worry my dear, it is forgiven...this once." She couldn't very well let him think he could cum without consequences every time. To know where a submissive's heart lies, a Dominant should always keep them guessing on what is acceptable and what isn't. Sure there are those things that never change, but what would happen if a submissive knew it was okay to cum anytime they wanted? They certainly wouldn't appreciate their Dominant, now would they?

She reached back, over her shoulder and stroked Paul's hair. With another smile, "We should clean up though before the water turns cold." As much as she hated feeling him leave her body, she knew she would have him again, if she wanted him.

 

[LucianDevine]

The feeling of Marie's pussy flexing around his hypersensitive cock both pulled a gasp from Paul and made him jump. His chest was still heaving as he tried to catch his breath. He knew that she'd done it intentionally, and he was briefly worried about the repercussions that would come from his cumming without permission.

Marie's words though, pulled a soft sigh from Paul, and he let his chest rest briefly against her back, rather enjoying the intimacy now that he knew he wasn't going to get punished, not this time at least. "Thank you Ma'am." The hand that reached back to stroke his hair pulled another sigh from him, and he pressed a soft kiss to her neck in thanks of it.

Though he wasn't sure he was entirely ready to move just yet, Marie's words were not really a question. "As you wish." Paul said as he braced himself for the slight, yet somehow seemingly impossible, amount of effort it would take for him to move, and finally forced himself to do it. He let out a low groan when he felt his cock slip free of her pussy, and with obvious reluctance, he stepped backwards, leaning his back against the side of the shower as his blue eyes watching Marie now, taking the time to enjoy the view before him.

 

[Wolf Vixen]

Marie bit her bottom lip as she felt Paul's cock slip from her. She hated the finality of it all, but then they did have work to do. Marie had promised him to find out about his past and that was what she was going to do. As much as she was enjoying Paul, enjoying the thought of training someone to her own desires and needs, she still wasn't going to break her word.

She turned toward the water and finished washing off, her eyes glancing over to Paul as he recovered from what they had just done. She smiled softly to him before she reached over, cupping his cheek as she placed a soft kiss on his lips, "You did very good. Now finish cleaning up and meet me downstairs for some breakfast." Marie kissed him again before turning from him and stepping from the shower. She wanted to give him time to reflect on what had occurred in the shower, let him get his thoughts sorted and any questions forefront in his mind.

She wrapped a towel around her body, taking one last look at Paul before heading from the bathroom to find some clothes to wear. She even set out a set of clothes for Paul to wear...a loose shirt and baggy lounge pants. It was normally chilly in the mornings and she didn't want him getting a chill from the shower to wearing nothing. Marie quickly got dressed in her own pair of lounge pants and a tshirt. She didn't worry about undergarments yet as they weren't going anywhere important.

Heading down the stairs, she made her way to the dining room to take a seat and quite literally ordered what she wanted from the man she had on duty. She wrapped her fingers around the folder on the table, inside it was the information they had on Paul so far. It was thin and that was what she feared, but she hoped they had some place to start. Marie opened it up and started to read it, finding nothing new than what she already knew. Finding out about his past might take some time, but she was willing to put that time in and do what she could to help him.

 

[LucianDevine]

Though he was sad for the experience to be coming to an end, Paul certainly couldn't argue with the view before him. Marie looked absolutely beautiful, even doing something as simple as just rinsing off and cleaning up any evidence of their encounter. When he saw her turn and reach to cup his cheek though, he leaned forward to accept the soft kiss she pressed to his lips.

Marie's kind words were very much appreciated, and Paul did offer up a small smile to her before accepting her fleeting kiss and watching her leave the shower. From that point, there was really only one thing for Paul to do, and that was to lean forward, bracing his hands on the wall, and letting his head drop. He let out a long and slow breath, moving a hand down to turn the water a bit higher so that he could let it just pound on him and hopefully help ease the tension in his young body.

Paul shook his head slowly, trying to process everything that had happened to him in the week since he'd been found on the doorstep of the auction house, and even those events didn't account for what had happened since he met Marie. He tried to process it all, but found himself quite literally overwhelmed, so overwhelmed in fact, that he actually turned the water's temperature up a bit more and sat down, letting the hot water pound down on him while he tried to figure out both what he wanted to do, and what might be expected of him.

When at last Paul forced himself to get out of the shower, he dried himself quickly and left the bathroom. He saw the clothes that Marie had set out for him, and he dressed quickly, actually fearing that she might get impatient with him if he took too long.

Paul then headed towards the kitchen, but when he entered it, he actually found himself at a loss of what he was supposed to do. He didn't know if she wanted him to sit beside her as an equal, across from her as a rival of sorts, or even kneel before her. As such, all he could truly think to do was clear his throat, making her aware of his presence, and walk towards her, hoping for some sort of direction from her on that front.

 

[Wolf Vixen]

Marie heard Paul moving into the dining room before he cleared his throat. She glanced up from the folder, her eyes brushing over him in the clothes she had set out. She smiled softly and wiggled her finger for him to come in, pointing to the chair beside her, "Thomas here will bring you whatever you want to eat." Her eyes turned back to the folder and the piece of paper inside of it.

Marie had been looking at this paper through her whole entire breakfast, trying to find something between the lines that she could use as a starting point. She knew Paul had taken a long while before he came down stairs, but she understood he probably had a lot to deal with and therefore needed that time to himself. Marie was much harder on those that knew better, but Paul was a special case, not only was he new to this life, but he was hers...that made him and the situation special.

She took a deep breath and let it out slowly before reaching for a blank piece of paper behind the first one, gripping the pen that was beside the folder she started to jot down a few ideas on things they could do to start their search off. Nothing was off limits to her for she would find a way around any red tape she may come across. On the paper she started to write things link fingerprints, database searches, missing persons...the norm for any person not knowing who they really were.

As she finished the small list her eyes rose to meet Paul's, she gave him another soft smile, "How was the shower my dear? If you need time like that again, just ask me for it. I am not cruel and you have been through a lot." She paused raising the pen to her lips as she let her thoughts move around in her head, "We are going to be busy for a bit as we try to get a start on the search for your past. I have some people coming over to help. If at any time it gets too overwhelming, just come and tell me and I will send them away. Sound good?"

 

[LucianDevine]

Paul met Marie's smile and offered up a weak one of his own as he moved to the chair she'd pointed to. He looked to Thomas and said simply, "Um, ham and potatoes." It was strange not knowing his own food preferences, or anything else about himself. He just hoped that would change. Everything felt so out of place when you didn't even know yourself.

Marie seemed to be busy with something, and Paul didn't want to interrupt. He sat there, patiently watching her until she finished and lifted her head to meet his gaze once more.

Though Marie's words were truly kind and considerate, Paul couldn't help but feel a pang of hatred for the people that had taken his past life from him. "It was fine I guess..." Paul started. "I just needed some time to think. It's all so...overwhelming."

Paul wasn't sure what to make of Marie's next words. He knew that she'd promised it, but he felt something akin to apprehension when she mentioned finding out about his past.

"I don't even know if I want to find out about my past." Paul said flatly, lifting a finger to trace a slow circle on the table at which he sat. "I mean who would even do that, and why would they do it, you know? It's one thing to find out where i went to school, or maybe where I lived, but if my parents did this to me, I think I'd rather not see them ever again." Paul knew how his words sounded, and he hated to be so cynical in the face of Marie's attempts to help him, but he couldn't help but think that any life with Marie would be infinitely better than the life that had been stolen from him, depending on who did this to him anyway.

 

[Wolf Vixen]

Marie reached over to placed her hand gently on Paul's on the table, "It is up to you, if you wish to know, we will find out. If you don't, then I won't bother. The choice is yours if you want to know. But think about it this way, what if something happened to you that caused you to lose your memory. What if your family has been searching for you all this time? Don't view it as someone did this to you my dear, it very well could have been an accident."

Her fingers brushed over his hand trying to calm him from the obvious tension that seemed to be vibrating through his body at the situation. "Sometimes having a clean slate is a good thing. Think about all the things you get to experience for the first time, even if you have done them before. Who knows you may be a different person, have a different food preference or even tap into a hidden desire you wouldn't have found with your old memories."

Marie was trying to get him to look at the positives of not having a past, just in case he chose that route, but she also wanted him to know that thinking of the bad in the situation may be the wrong course for him. "Just think about it Paul and I am always here for you." She gave his hand a slight squeeze before sliding her hand back over the folder.

Marie reached for her glass of orange juice she had with her breakfast. The food was long gone but the juice had just been refilled before Paul came into the dining room. She took a sip of it before setting it back down on the table. Her eyes moved over him, offering him the support he needed for whichever decision he chose.

 

[LucianDevine]

Paul left his hand where it was when he saw Marie reaching to place her hand over his. The contact actually drew his gaze and pulled a soft sigh of contentment from him as he listened to her speak. She had a very good point, and it wasn't actually something he'd considered before. He'd always kind of attributed the drug they'd found in his system to a deliberate act by somebody, even if they didn't know exactly what it was, or what it's purpose was.

Paul remained silent for a while, still listening to her speak, his gaze focused on where her hand rested on top of his. His mind shifted from his past back to the woman in front of him, and it wasn't until that point actually, that he actually remembered that he didn't even know her name. He thought back on everything she'd said and done so far, and yet she'd never said her name.

As Marie's hand retreated from his own, Paul lifted his gaze and spoke. "May I ask what your name is Ma'am? I know you probably have a different title that you'd want me to call you, but may I at least know your real name?"

The question sounded really strange, even to him, but Paul still had to ask it. It was bad enough that he didn't know his own real name. The least he could do as a start, was learn hers, especially if he did end up staying with her for at least a little while.

 

[Wolf Vixen]

Marie laughed softly as Thomas brought in Paul's food and some orange juice. She turned to Thomas a moment, "Thank you Thomas, that's all for now." Turning back to Paul she smiled softly, "Marie, Marie is my name and titles will come in time. You do what you are comfortable with for now until we figure all of this out."

She thought for a few moments, trying to think of the best way to handle this for Paul. He should know his past and yet she understood his apprehension to finding out who did this to him. Bad memories can stay gone, but good ones he needed. She glanced up from the spot on the table she peered to while her brain was working in overtime, "Let's start to look into your past and see what we find. I can certainly keep it to myself if it is something harmful, if that is what you wish."

Marie tried to put into words what she was thinking and feeling at that moment, "I love having you here. I have trained so many for others, but no one has ever caught my attention enough for me to want them personally. You did that, but I don't want you always questioning who you are, where you come from and the like. If I can help you find out, I would like to do that for you." Marie did want him to stay, but she also told him if he wanted to go he was free to do just that. It wasn't fair to him to not know who he was and where he had come from; everyone should know that much about themselves.

 

[LucianDevine]

"Marie." Paul repeated after being formally introduced to the woman who'd bought him.

A brief silence followed his repetition of his name, but when Marie spoke next, Paul's bright blue gaze was watching her. He heard her words, and found himself more thankful than he could ever truly express. She had been so patient with him at every step of this process.

Marie's next words actually touched Paul's heart. Sure, it probably had a lot to do with his being left on the doorstep of an auction house, but it truly felt good to be wanted. He moved both of his hands, reluctantly pulling the one from her grasp. He then closed them both around her one hand and gave it a gentle squeeze.

"Words can't express how grateful I am that it was you who purchased me Marie. Despite the little that I know of this life of yours, I do know that things could be far worse for me right now. You've been generous in everything you've offered me, from your home, to knowledge of my life, and finally my freedom, all of which you leave up to me, pending my own desires."

Paul paused then, inclining his head as he lifted her hand. He pressed a soft kiss to her fingers before lowering their hands back to the table and speaking once more.

"I think those topics can wait for now though. I am more concerned with what I could possibly do to thank you for everything you've offered me." Paul hoped his voice and actions sounded sincere. He truly did want to thank her. He just didn't know what he could offer in thanks to a woman who seemed to have most everything she could ever want.

 

[Wolf Vixen]

Marie listened to Paul and even smiled as he brought her hand up to place a kiss on it. He wanted to thank her for what she was doing, but in all honestly there was no thanks needed. Any Domme worth their grain in salt would much rather have someone with them that wanted to be with them. And finding out about Paul's past and letting him make his own decision about staying was part of that, at least in her mind.

She smiled softly to Paul, "The way to thank me is to enjoy, explore and learn new things. Find out who you are, where you come from and what you want to do in the future. I would much rather see you free and happy than in my collar serving me without that knowledge." It was a tough decision on her part because after all Paul was the first person to ever interest her personally. She wasn't exactly sure what it was about him, but even without knowing his past he still seem to have this strong aura about him.

"Finish your breakfast, we have much to do. Not only do I have people coming to help with the search, but we need to go shopping for you too." Marie slipped her hand from his so that he could finish his meal. It was nice just having him here, someone she wasn't training for someone else.

 

[LucianDevine]

"It isn't too hard to try new things when everything is new." Paul said, reaching for his fork for the first time. When he finally started to eat, he truly did just that, eat. He of course couldn't remember when the last time had been that he'd had a home-cooked meal, but the meal was absolutely perfect, right down to the orange juice that he managed to drink between large forkfuls of food. Only when the plate was finally clean, the last bits of potatoes actually being scooped up by his finger and brought to his lips, did he push it away.

With breakfast complete, Paul actually turned his mind back to what Marie had said. He furrowed his brow at the thought of people coming to talk to him, likely to ask him what he remembered. He knew it was nothing, and he just wanted that ordeal to be over with as soon as possible. His brow did smooth out though, when he thought about what else Marie had said. The thought that she'd take him shopping hadn't even occurred to him. Sure, he knew he'd been brought to him naked, but he'd expected that whoever bought him would keep him as such. The thought of having possessions to call his own truly did give him something to look forward to.

With the last of the distractions free of his mind, Paul turned his gaze and attention back to Marie. Curiously enough though, he didn't even say anything. He knew that she was aware that he was done with his meal, but he was content to just sit there and watch her. His eyes were drawn to her auburn hair, and the way the breeze of the ceiling fan played with the strands hanging in her face. A small smile came to his lips as he continued to do just that, watch her.

 

[Wolf Vixen]

Paul was correct in that everything he did was new, but Marie wasn't fooled into thinking that he didn't wonder about his past, even if he thinks terribly about it. She watched as he ate his food. The expressions on his face were priceless and something she would always remember.

When the plate was finally pushed aside she smiled to him, even if he did turn his eyes and say nothing to her. Marie was fine with that. She glanced at her phone to check the time and knew they had a few moments of silence before everyone would be there. Her eyes turned back to him, but she said nothing. She let him have those few moments of silence doing what he wanted to do, which was obviously watching her.

The doorbell rang, bringing her out of the quiet moment that they shared. Slowly standing Marie glanced at him, "I promise it will be short and then we can be on our way." She held out her hand to him and waited for him to rise and slip his hand into hers. True she was showing him a lot of emotion, but in the end if anything they could be friends.

They moved into the living room where the people stood waiting. Her eyes glanced over them all as they started to prepare what they had brought with them. Turning to Paul she smiled to him, "They are here for the simplest things, blood, DNA and pictures, nothing more." She released his hand as she stepped closer to the group, "Come let's get this over with so we can continue on with our day Paul." Marie took a seat and waited for Paul to move closer to the group of people waiting on him. It was a rather amusing sight, everyone waiting on the submissive in the room. Marie just looked at it as someone very much lost, unsure of what to expect from the people in the room with him.

 

[LucianDevine]

Paul gladly enjoyed the moments of silence that he shared with Marie, he just looking at her while she smiled at him. It was a comfortable silence, and one he was actually grateful for. She had been so much more than he'd expected, and already given him more than he could have asked for. He didn't want those moments to end. They did have to end though, and that end came when the doorbell rang. He blinked suddenly when the sound broke the atmosphere, and almost before he knew it, Marie was standing up and talking to him.

Marie's words brought Paul's blue eyes up to meet her gaze. He listened to her words, but his gaze was soon drawn to the hand that she held out for him.
he stared at that hand for long moments before bracing both of his hands on the table and pushing himself to his feet. He then lifted his eyes to meet hers once more before slowly, but not hesitantly moving his hand to slip it into the one of hers that was still waiting for him. He gave it a squeeze and offered up a smile to her before moving to follow her as she led him towards the living room.

Paul's gaze soon moved from the back of Marie's head to the group of people that stood waiting for them. Marie's words once again brought his gaze back to her, and though he was apprehensive about all of this, he did nod and offer up a weak smile. He let his hand fall when she released it, and he turned back towards the group of people that were waiting on him.

It was lucky for Paul just then, that he'd gotten used to following directions in the past week. It made it easier for him to listen to what the man who was taking the pictures of him. The man seemed to want a picture of him from every angle except behind. In between the flashes, Paul always found himself looking at Marie. Something about her made everything that was happening right now easier to handle.

Even when the pictures were done, and Paul found himself sitting in a chair with a needle in his arm, he was looking at Marie. His breathing was slow, steady, and rhythmic, but his heart was pounding. He knew that Marie was right, and that he should at least try and find out about his past, but he was still terrified of what he might find out.

 

[Wolf Vixen]

Marie kept her eyes on Paul as he went through the steps that was asked of him. She was proud of him. She knew he didn't really want to do any of this, but she had asked it of him and he was doing what she asked. She made a promise to keep the bad from him and she was going to keep that promise. Whatever was found out she would know and then it would be up to her on what to tell him. Marie felt a little guilty about that, it made her feel like she was keeping things from Paul, but she did tell him it was up to him if he wanted to know or not.

As everyone filed back out of the room where they were, she smiled to Paul before standing and moving to him. She cupped his cheeks and kissed him softly, "I'm so proud of you. Are you ready to go shopping now?" She waited for his answer, just standing there with her hands still cupped to his cheeks. She knew this was a big step for him and she wanted to show him she was there and would always be there for him.

When he finally said he was ready she slowly let her hands fall from his cheeks, wrapping one in his and giving it a soft squeeze, "Then let's go. We may just grab some lunch out if we are gone that long." Marie smiled to him again as she turned for the door. Paul was certainly taking big steps and taking some big chances with her, but at least he was with her. She could only imagine what would happen to him if another had gotten their hands on him.

In the car she patted the seat beside her, waited for him to take a seat and again reached for his hand. There are just those times when you knew someone needed contact and this was one of those times. "Now the clothes, you pick out what you want Paul...these are yours and I want you comfortable in them okay? I am sure we will find other things that I would like to see you in, but for now lets just worry about comfort." Marie nodded to the driver and the car started forward, toward town. She glanced to him from time to time with a smile here and there. He was quiet many times, but then she guessed it was because everything was so new to him. Marie couldn't imagine how exciting and yet terrifying it must have been for him.