Noon teh next day, he has a large lunch brought to his chambers. With his slutstill asleep, he moves between her lges, spreading them first if needed, lubs up his cock with the oil he used on her tits before and slides into her pussy. He fucks her gently like this to wake her up, and of course, to get his own pleasure. Since it is hard for her to eat while she is sleeping.
Unfortunately, the question was irrelevant. He had already decided on shooting his load into her mouth even before he asked. He slid out of her and moved up her body till his cock was dangling in front of her face. "Suck."
He is eating lunch in his chambers, roast duck, spiced potatoes, and a fine iced wine. Another tray was brought in for her, oatmeal. "Come, eat. I know it's bland, but you should be able to keep it down if you really are sick."
"There's thin, and then there is too thin. You are the latter right now." He said matter of factly, it wasn't quite a reprimand, but it was close. Not for her talking back, just that she let herself get that way in the first place.
"I will be taking some guards to retrieve the dowry and such later on today. You will be able to relax in your room."
"You're very welcome." He smiled and finished his lunch. Getting dressed he went out to collect the dowries she had told him of. And with their wedding announced, nobody would stop him.
He walked around the garden for a time, looking for her but in no immediate hurry. He took the time to enjoy the sanctuary that his mother had built for herself. After her passing he had opened it up for his harem to enjoy as well.
"How are you feeling?" Genuine concern filled his voice, and why not, he owned her and was simply concerned about his property. But he also understood the value of that concern. He had met other slave owners who were apathetic to the needs and feelings of their slaves, and this he thought was wasteful.
"No, I'm going to give you some more time before I enjoy your considerable charms. Just to make sure you truly are not ill. I came to tell you that I plan on spending 1/4 of the gold and such that I found today, on you. It seems only right."
He hears her cough and frowns. "You are not well, and that bothers me. No more refusing food, that is for your own good, and does nothing to hurt me. I will have a brazier brought to warm your room as well."
When they get to her room he wraps her up in a blanket and holds her on his lap.
He lays her down carefully, and pulls all of her blankets over top of her and then adds his own cloak. Soon after two men carry in a large iron pot with a stand. The pot filled with glowing hot coals.
Of what he saw after eturning, it didn't look like should would bring up her food, so it was probably safe to feed her well. When she awoke, a rather fine meal would be awaiting her. With a bottle of wine. Not the finest wine, but wine none the less.
He realized she never had to tell him where to find the dowries, nor give him such detailed instructions, and he was rewarding her for that, even if he never said so specifically.
From then on all her meals would be of approximately the same caliber. She would have gotten better as a Princess, but she ate better than most commoners.
He came to see her the next day after lunch. "You should get some exercise. Come, walk with me." He attached her leash to the collar. "Don't worry about the kimono, or the cloak, the torches keep the hallway quite warm, and I like showing off your body."
"Because I wish it. I like the image of you on a leash, the broken princess. I do not do it to anger you, or discipline you, I simply do it because I like it."
"And none of the other women in the harem receice near as much attention as you. And I told you we were going for a walk, I didn't say there wasn't a purpose. Your cough worries me, and I am taking you to the healer."
"Well, you heard teh Healer, it would seem our walk has been cut short. Let's go back to your room. On the way, you can think about what sorts of hobbies you wish to indulge in."
"you heard the man, you must rest. And I intend to see you follow through with it. No playing with yourself either. No strenuous activity. I'll have some painting supplies brought to you, and you can try your hand at that. Alright?"
HE came to visit her a few times a week, taking ehr for walks, sometimes with the leash, others without. He brought her to see the healer every few days, to check up on her progress.