A Slaves Mistake, a Peasants Downfall ((RESTART, closed for Kaena and Yeisha))

[Kaena]

Harper sighed in relief when the girl finally stopped screaming and she was able to focus all her attention on Diego. His brief choked words struck a soft spot in her heart but she took a deep breath a hardened herself against it, focusing all her energy on doling out his punishment.

If Diego had been a mere mortal human, he would have either being screaming in pain or fainted by now, but other than his first intial cry he remained quiet, despite the red welts that were increasing in number on his back.

Glancing once more to make sure she had Amelia's attention, she stepped closer to Diego, running her hand along the welts on his back. She could feel the heat from his body beneath her hand, his natural healing powers already at work. Stepping back she raised the whip again, this time bringing it down across his ass and the back of his bare thighs.

It seemed like forever before she finally put the whip down, running the tips of her fingers along the welts again, a small shudder running through her body at the pain she was feeling at having to punish him. Her eyes were full of a new anger as she looked back at where Amelia was strapped to the table. It was this woman who was the reason she was punishing him. Her anger was no longer focused on him only, it had now turned on the innocent woman who was completely at her mercy.

Her heels clicked against the floor as she crossed the room to the table Amelia was strapped to, her face grim. Running her hand along Amelia's leg, she pushed her skirt up to her thigh, admiring the creamy skin beneath. She could understand why Diego had been attracted to the woman, she certainly was a thing of beauty.

"I will ask you again," she said calmly, her voice showing no signs of the emotion swirling beneath the surface. "Who are you?"

 

[LoganDarkHolme]

Diego’s body danced, swayed. Arching at the blows reigned apon him. His fists had clentched, and his eyes were squeezed shut, breathing in, bracing for the spikes of pain as they lashed over his welting back. After what seemed like forever the blows stopped and he sagged slightly, his body covered in sweat, the first trickle of blood began to seep down the curves of his flesh. He panted his body lax, he felt the first gentle touch of his Mistress hand and he smiled, but it was fleeting. As her hand pulled away he straightened, he knew more was coming, and he didn’t think he could hold out.

As the blows returned to his flesh he cried out this time, the pain had had its time to set in, and now he was even more sensitive to his Mistress whip. His cries echoing off the wall, for all his strengths his body gave in. His tolerance had been reached and all he could do now was endure it. His mistress he knew would not keep him this way for prolonged expierence. His mind flashed back, 150 years ago. It was all hallows eve. The moon was full. They had been out hunting and Diego had happened about a group of wiccans in ritual in the forest. The call of the moon had been strong and his wolf overrode his humanity.

He Killed them all, 7 of them, no more then 20 years old. His Mistress came apon him, she’d heard the screams in the woods and stopped him.. The price he’d paid had been heavy, for killing all those innocents and the outcry it had caused by the neighboring village. Harper had punished him badly so badly infact she had nearly killed him, he’d lost too much blood and passed out under the fury of her whip. That had been the last time he’d ever broken her rules

Until tonight anyway. Finally the whip had been laid to rest, Diego’s mind came back to the present. Panting, slumped in his chains, he felt the heat, the welts, the blood down his back, and his body refused to move. He whimpered as he heard his Mistress question the girl and knew he was gunna be in even bigger shit then he already was when she answered

 

[yeishia]

Amelia felt the woman eyes on her and shivered she had never in her whole life encountered eyes so cold they were like clips of pure Violet colored ice.

Diego’s silence didn’t last as she turned her attentions to his ass and thighs, as his every cry echoed off the walls it reverberated through Amelia's soul and with each successive one she became more afraid, for him, for herself, for someone…..

Blessed silence finally.

Had she killed him? the sight of him all bloodied and torn slumped in his chains was blotted out as the woman made her way back to Amelia

Click! click! click!

Her heels tapped out a clear message as they echoed across the floor, Diego’s tormentor was truly pissed.

The frightened girl flinched as she felt the alien hand traveling up her bare skin, flesh on flesh, to still only when it reached her alabaster thigh; eyes wide she barely dared to breathe her flesh trembling in trepidation.

I will ask you again," she said calmly, her voice showing no signs of the emotion swirling beneath the surface. "Who are you?"

Amelia raised her frightened eyes to her captors' steadily meeting her insistent gaze desperately wishing she would remove her hand; it was unnerving her almost as much as the scene she had just witnessed.

“I..I am A..Amelia “

For the life of her she couldn’t remember her last name...

Taking a deep breath she plunged on. ”My family are all dead, He...your...um Diego offered me a job ...a...a house keeper ..he was, is, was showing me around…he was kind to me. Oh God he’s a wolf. He...I ...Ohhhhhh!”

Amelia’’s voice trailed off.

“I am from E..England...he kissed me”

Oh my God shut up you idiot, she is mad enough already, she's probably killed him, she’s going to kill you too.

“I didn’t mean too ...he ...we... I am so sorry please please forgive me... please do not k..kill me too!”

Amelia finally fell silent lowering her tear filled eyes.

 

[Kaena]

Diego's screams only acted as fuel to the primordial fire that was burning deep inside Harper. It had been a long time since he had pushed her to the need of punishing him this severly and it was the memory of what she had almost done to him that night that kept her from going to far in his punishment.

Looking back at him from where she stood at the side of the table Amelia was strapped to, she allowed her eyes to travel along his body, ensuring herself that she had not gone too far. Taking a deep breath, she returned his attention back to the girl.

"Amelia," she repeated the name, testing it on her tongue. "You should have known better than to allow yourself to be drawn in by a strange man. A young woman travelling on her own needs to be more cautious about protecting herself."

Her eyes returned to Diego with a new fire burning at Amelia's explanation of why she was there and what Diego had promised. Not only had he brought the woman into her house and put them at risk of discovery, he had also lied to the girl, pretending that he was the owner of the house and offering her a job that he knew was not his to offer. She had a feeling that it had all been lies just to get the girl to come with him and he had darker intentions than giving the girl a job.

Growling softly, she returned to where Diego was breathing weakly against the cross, the crimson blood on his back, ass and thighs hiding the fact that the welts from the whip were almost healed on his body. Grabbing his hair, she pulled his head back to show Amelia his face, his eyes barely open, but obvious he was still alive.

"He's not dead girl," she said, letting go of his hair and turning to face Amelia. "I am not stupid enough to kill the one companion I have had in my life for over 200 years. And I am not going to kill you. Though, I am not sure that wasn't his intention in the first place. Tell her my pet. Tell her what you had planned to do with her once you had her alone in my home."

Leaning in, she placed her mouth close to his ear so only he could hear what she had to say. "Weigh your answer carefully boy," she whispered, her breath hot against his ear. "I know your true nature and if you try to lie to her, it will add to the rest of the punishment you have yet to receive."

 

[LoganDarkHolme]

Diego hung there, panting slowly, he could already feel the wounds on his body healing, but that didn’t change the fact that his punishment as it was thus far had sapped him of the strength he possessed, it always did when he had to heal this much damage, he would need to feed again, regain his strength. Feeling his hair pulled back he gasped, hearing his Mistress explain that he wasn’t dead his brow furrowed, he had lost concentration, what did she mean he wasn’t dead?

"You should have known better than to allow yourself to be drawn in by a strange man. A young woman travelling on her own needs to be more cautious about protecting herself."

Despite the situation Diego had to smile, although weakly, his Mistress had always had a soft spot for the innocent. He knew well her generosity, he wasn’t human, she knew it, but the people that enslaved him didn’t, they just knew he healed quick, and took advantage of it. As he hung there his past came back, 204 years ago, images of the slave auction., the day he had been bought

**Flashback**

Diego woke, the scents, sights, smells, the hustle, and bustle of the folks around him, the chains heavy on his body. The auction, that was the only thought that had passed through his mind, after his defeat to a trickster, who’d taken a cheapshot at him during the Duke’s yearly jousting tournament he’d been a soldier, if that’s what you would call it, forced to serve a royal he cared nothing about. The fighter was good, he’d granted him that, but a shot to the balls by the name and the subsequient attack after had shamed him, he’d been kicked, laughed at.

Having lost money in a bet with another royal the Duke had sold him into slavery. And here he was. He’d listened throughout the day as items, animals, were sold, he’d been aware of someone who’d been watching him, his keener hearing, and senses, it was a tantilizing scent that drew him to his knees in his cage, he’d looked like shit, hadnt eaten in 4 days, not that It bothered him, his wolven metabolism allowed him to go for weeks between meals if need be. The scent was female and he looked around she had the smell of tigers about her and it drew his brows in further as he fought to find her. Then she’d appeared to him, dressed conserativly and their gazes met.

He knew instantly she was like him, the side of him that he’d always kept hidden, the side of him that was animal knew what she was. And he saw at firs the look of shock on her face as she too realized what he was and then she vanished, just as quick, Diego fought to find her again but she’d been lost to the crowds. Diego slumped back, figuring the female would have run, lest she be found out, but suddenly two men went flying by his cage, guards, then he heard it, her voice, she shoved the Auctioneer into the area, berating him, threatening him, forcing him to lower his price lest he be willing to feel the wrath of her family. Being the coward he was he quickly gave into her demands and he was freed, well, almost.


*Present day*

"I am not stupid enough to kill the one companion I have had in my life for over 200 years. And I am not going to kill you. Though, I am not sure that wasn't his intention in the first place. Tell her my pet. Tell her what you had planned to do with her once you had her alone in my home."

His body still spazming in dull pain he lifted his head, wincing slightly as his neck popped, looking to the girl on the table, his eyes had lost their shine, shame, pain filled now he looked to her, his Mistress leaning down, her voice so low only his keen hearing would be able to pick up her next words

Weigh your answer carefully boy, I know your true nature and if you try to lie to her, it will add to the rest of the punishment you have yet to receive."

He sighed, his body heaving and falling with the weight of it as he spoke

“its been 204 years since I’ve laid with a women other then my Mistress, the moon is full tonight and my wolf wanted more then just the meat of a kill, I planned to lay with you, take the pleasure I wanted, then dispose of you”

He slumped again in his chains

 

[yeishia]

Amelia’s wary eyes never left those of Harper’s as she listened and watched; she was not a lily liver-ed woman as a rule but even so had to keep a strong hold on her emotions not to sink into complete hysteria at the circumstance she found herself in. "He's not dead girl," she studied the man carefully he was in bad shape however she noticed how some of the welts were healing up already. He struggled to speak raising his head slowly as he looked directly at her showing no emotion whatsoever, his eyes dull and glazed.

“It’s been 204 years since I’ve laid with a women other then my Mistress, the moon is full tonight and my wolf wanted more then just the meat of a kill, I planned to lay with you, take the pleasure I wanted, then dispose of you”

Her eyes widened further at his callous words, he wasn’t trying to save his skin he meant every single word he uttered. His harsh truths evoked a small memory from her childhood; he was the big bad wolf of folklore turned real, the original ’bzou' that perhaps started the whispered tails of times gone by...

“Werewolf”

The word rolled of her dry lips and she wet them with her tongue. Buried beneath the horror of her realization was something else, resentment, a deep slow burning anger as to how she had been duped by this man ..this animal. He deserved his punishment; she would have torn his eyes out had she been free to do so.

Amelia glanced resentfully towards the woman, his Mistress, she would receive no help there; the arrogant woman was correct however, she should have known, better than to allow herself to be drawn in by a strange man. Amelia had been alone, venerable; she wowed it wouldn’t ever happen again if she got to live beyond this wretched night!

“What do you p..plan on doing with me? she asked quietly her sullen eyes riveted on her captor.

Then it hit her...."I am not stupid enough to kill the one companion I have had in my life for over 200 years." If Diego was ’bzou' what did that make his Mistress?

 

[Kaena]

Though she already knew what he was going to say, Harper couldn't help but shiver inwardly at the callousness of Diego's words. His intentions to use the girl for his own pleasure and then "dispose" of her, or essentially kill her, was a blatant representation of what he truly was deep down inside. It was something she had used to her advantage throughout the years, but also something she had managed to keep under control until now.

The fact that he had even thought about lying with another woman both hurt and angered her and the fact that he was going to kill her, made her realize that even after all the years and all the training he had undergone under her hand, she had not completely brought his beast under her control. It was something she would rectify, though she was sure he wasn't going to enjoy the means by which she did so.

Ignoring him for the moment, she allowed her eyes to return to where Amelia lay trembling on the table. The girl had finally come to realization of the true nature of the situation and Harper could almost taste her fear, it was so thick in the air.

"I cannot allow you to leave here," she finally said, breaking the suspenseful silence that had fallen on the room. "And I am not going to kill you. So, I will take you as my slave. You will serve me and perhaps Diego if he earns the privelege."

Turning back to Diego, she ran a gentle hand down his back, rubbing away some of the blood to reveal the newly healed skin. "My pet here can heal when he is punished, but you my dear have skin that is fair and supple," she said softly, looking back at Amelia. "Remember that when you even think of disobeying me, because you will be punished in likewise manner if you so displease me."

Reaching up, she undid the cuffs holding Diego to the cross and then freed his ankles. Picking up a rag, she dipped it in water and began to wash the blood from his body.

"I am not through with your punishment my pet," she said softly against his ear, kissing the side of his neck as she did. "But, I have other plans to make you regret even thinking about lying with another woman."

 

[LoganDarkHolme]

He laid there, letting his body rest against the cross, his breathing had slowed, then returned to normal, his head rested against his arm, his eyes closed as wearyness washed over him, his ears picking up his Mistress voice as she talked to the girl. He could almost feel the burning stare from the girl on his back, swallowing a shiver raced through his body.

"My pet here can heal when he is punished, but you my dear have skin that is fair and supple, Remember that when you even think of disobeying me, because you will be punished in likewise manner if you so displease me."

He took in a deep breath feeling the cuffs being released he sank to his knees, his body was rubber, he fell forward to his knees, head hanging, licking his lips it took him a minute before he could get himself back to his knees, and he sat there, his eyes lowered, he couldn’t look to Harper, to his Mistress he could feel her anger, and disappointment with him, with his beast

He shivered and let go a low moan, the warm water washing over his back his eyes closed, a softly Thank you Mistress passing his lips as she washed him, he shivered gently then his Mistress cool, soft voice pressed to his ears

"I am not through with your punishment my pet, But, I have other plans to make you regret even thinking about lying with another woman."

He whimpered soflty then looked up

“Mistress, please, allow me to shift and regain strength, if for a small while at least, I cant move right now”

 

[yeishia]

"I cannot allow you to leave here, and I am not going to kill you. So, I will take you as my slave. You will serve me and perhaps Diego if he earns the privilege."

Amelia was nonplussed, her jaw dropped before she had the presence of mind to clamp it firmly shut.

“No!

I won’t service your bloody wolf… EVER, I would die before I’d let him touch me!”

The words we out before she could retrieve them. What is the bloody matter with you…you do not want to die. Same job, no pay, how bad can it be, you could put up with the stinking animal couldn't you? He is not worth dying for!”

Amelia felt something raw and primal emanating from Diego’s Mistress and she knew instinctively that her words had been a grave mistake, she whimpered as she tried to make her body smaller against the table which held her captive.

Amelia saw or heard nothing of what transpired next between the two of them, the almost tender moment nor the cleansing, she was alternating between praying this was a dream and preparing for her ... his… the ..Jesus Christ her slave?

 

[Kaena]

Harper looked sharply across the room at the girl's outcry. A low growl rumbled in her throat and she moved as if in a blur back to the beside the table. She ran her hand along Amelia's bare thigh, looking up into her frightened eyes.

"If you wish to die, that can be arranged," she said, her voice cold and unfeeling. Taking a deep breath she partially shifted so that her once human hand turned into sharp claws, which she ran precariously along Amelia's bare skin.

"You are nothing more than a mere human to us girl," she said, digging her claws lightly into her skin as a warning of what she was capable of. "I have made an attempt to show you mercy, but it is your choice whether you chose it or not."

Hearing Diego's weak request to shift, she turned her eyes back to him with a weak smile. "Yes you may shift my pet," she said, her voice filling with a warmth than it had been lacking a second ago. Even though she was angry at him, she still had a great affection for him. "You will need your strength for what I have in store for you later."

"As for you girl," she said, her voice cold again as she returned her focus to Amelia. "You will either submit to the fact that you are my slave and will do whatever I command of you, or you will die before the night is through."

 

[LoganDarkHolme]

As he kneeled there on the cold floor he listened to his Mistress talk to the girl, a soft smile forming on his lips hidden in the shadows of the dungeon he licked his dry lips, his head dipping he smiled again as he heard the softness of his Mistress words

"Yes you may shift my pet, You will need your strength for what I have in store for you later."

With a moan his body relaxed, his mistress control over his collar vanishing a dark myst swirled around his form, within seconds he was back in wolf form, curled up on the floor he was breathing heavily, a soft whimper passing through his muzzle, his eyes looked up now to the girl on the table, and watched his mistress toy with her

 

[yeishia]

Once more she felt the hand of the one who she would belong to running along the length of her shapely thigh, correction the one who she did belong to. Amelia was not stupid she knew it was a fait accompli. Besides which she had no real wish to die, not on this night, not before she got her revenge on Deigo.

"If you wish to die, that can be arranged," Amelia held her breath balling her fists once more as she perceived the change in her captors hand catching the sharp claws out of the corner of her eye. Not a wolf a…….

Amelia’s mind refused to contemplate what animal had paws as huge as those. Her eyes flew to the …thing before her

“My M..Mistress please do not kill your slave, I ..I am sorry ..I cannot think .I ..I am afraid he, the wolf terrifies me so” That at least was the absolute truth her eyes skittered to the furry form now lying at the base of the cross he had been tied to as a man.

Amelia should have fainted, begged to die but something deep within her was awakening. She did not want to die in fact this was the very first time the young woman had known what it felt like to feel truly alive, scared to her very core granted but very much alive!

Receding were the vestiges of her gentile British upbringing as she became surrounded by her primal fear and something infinitely more compelling…..

 

[Kaena]

Harper's face was a picture of sudden calm as she watched Diego shift back into wolf form. The magic used to call his beast forward was working to calm her own, as it had many times before, though she was sure he was not aware of the effect on her. She reached down and ran her hand through his soft fur, allowing that simple touch to calm her even more.

Leaving the majestic beast lying at her feet on the floor, she returned her attention to Amelia. The young girl had quickly changed her tune once she realized that Harper had no problem disposing of her if she had to.

"You are finally coming to your senses," she finally said, licking her lips softly. "You are my slave and you are right to be afraid of him. He is at my command and I know he will not hesitate to kill you if I told him to."

She looked towards the window as the first rays of morning light began to filter into the room. Her body was screaming in exhaustion, after everything she had gone through that night. She was too tired to deal with the girl before her anymore or to punish her pet any further. She turned towards the door, stopping in the doorway to look back at the two of them.

"It has been a long night and I am going to retire to my chambers," she said, looking back and forth the girl and where her pet lay curled up on the floor. "You will sleep in here with her boy, you have lost the right to join me in my bed. Once you have recovered, find a new place for the girl, she can't stay on the table forever."

Laughing softly, she walked out of the room and down the hall to her chambers. Stripping out of her clothes, she slipped naked between the cool sheets, her body sighing relief as she relaxed against the mattress. Shivering slightly, she pulled the blankets over her, almost regretting banishing Diego from her bed. It had been awhile since she had slept without the heat of his body against her. At least it would only be for one night, though she would continue to let him believe that it would be longer.

 

[LoganDarkHolme]

Diego laid there, his breathing had returned to normal, his animal form helping to heal and restore the strength he lost, the power of his wolf blood coursing through his veins, despite his eyes being closed his ears remain perked up, alert, as he listened to his Mistress as she declared her intentions, Diego yawned, K-9’s glinting in the light of the room before curling back up. His ears twitching he instinctivly leans up to his Mistress soothing hand, growling gently his eyes open, leaning up he licks her palm gently, apologetically before resting once more, a shudder passing through his body tail thumping softly.

"You are finally coming to your senses, You are my slave and you are right to be afraid of him. He is at my command and I know he will not hesitate to kill you if I told him to."

His eyes opened and he looked to his Mistress, finding enough strength he rises up, to his front paws in a sitting position, cocking his head to one side he let his tongue glide along the length of his muzzle, down one side and up the other, tail wagging slowly as he did so.

"It has been a long night and I am going to retire to my chambers, You will sleep in here with her boy, you have lost the right to join me in my bed. Once you have recovered, find a new place for the girl, she can't stay on the table forever."

A pleaing whimper passed through his muzzle, his eyes pained but he just watched her walk away, the soft clack of her heels down the hall, up the stairs and the click of her door shutting he let go a deep sigh, a rolling shudder down his spine his muzzle lifts and he looks to the girl laying on the table staring at him with an annoyed expression he jumped up so his front paws were beside her head, growling low he licked her cheek, then just as suddenly he shifted, where his paws had been his hands were, moving he unbuckled her, naked still

“get up girl, follow me”

As he undid the restraints he moved to the door, not caring or affected by his nakedness he moved to the door, turning he waited for the girl. As she followed, unsteady at first he waited, leading her down the hall he opened a door, revealing a lavish room, heavy satin drapes over the windows, a 4 poster silk draped queen sized bed he shoved her in

“you can sleep here for the night….” As he turned away he stopped at the door, not caring to look at her his voice was almost a whisper “im sorry about all this” he closed the door behind him as he left her alone in her new room, moving to the front door he opened it and stepped into the air of the dawn sky, looking to the sinking moon he exhaled again shifting back to wolf form he curled up on the front porch, letting exhaustion take him he sank into darkness

 

[yeishia]

"You are my slave and you are right to be afraid of him. He is at my command and I know he will not hesitate to kill you if I told him to."

Those words made an impression on Amelia, deepening the hatred she was beginning to feel for the man turned wolf. Even after she watched the strange woman leave Amelia's mind steadfastly refused to contemplate what Harper might actually be; the image waited on the edges of her consciousness like a hungry Predator waiting to strike.

When the beast lumbered to the table where she lay she simply stared at him refusing to give into the impulse to scream especially when he placed his giant paws on either side of her face growled and licked her cheek. The feel of the long hot tongue rasping over the delicate skin of her soft face was erotic and abhorrent at one and the same time, the action scraping against her moral fiber, as it caused the small nerve endings to awaken and perk up. The confused girl glared into the wolf’s feral eyes unflinching, hers ones of pure disgust and hate.

Amelia knew she couldn’t have held back her fear, her rage, the desperate need to scream her head off for much longer and so breathed a sigh of relief when he shifted back into a traitorous man he truly was and released her.

“get up girl, follow me”

She concentrated on regaining her feet barely noticing he was buck naked, her mind whirling around and around consumed with what had happened, the possibilities, her stupidity, her escape!

He eyes widened at the room he shoved her into, not quite the dungeon she had been expecting the room was decedent in the extreme more suited to a bordello than a simple prison. Her eyes flew to the huge four poster bed that dominated the room and she whirled to face him taking several steps backwards until she was backed against the foot of the giant bed; her breasts heaving with the fear and repulsion at what might happen in that bed!

The young woman now slave was much relieved as she watched Diego turn and head out the door, almost missing his whispered “I’m sorry about all this.”

Amelia’s body sagged against the foot of the bed and after only a second she dragged her exhausted form to the middle of its sensual softness. Somewhere in her bone weary mind she knew she should be searching the room for some means of escape but …..

The room and her dire circumstance receded as the softness of the bed and the lure of blessed sleep wrapped her in their peaceful yet temporary cocoon.

 

[Kaena]

Harper awoke with a start, her body covered in a cold sweat. Instinctively she reached for Diego's warm body, a reassurance that everything was ok, but her hand fell onto the cold sheets at her side. Groaning, she pulled the blankets around her, trying to get back to sleep and forget the horrible dream she that had woken her. It was a recurring dream that she had been having for years, but usually the comfort of having Diego by her side helped her sleep through them.

She tossed and turned for what seemed like an hour before finally giving up. She knew sleep would elude her as long as her bed remained empty. Throwing back the covers, she climbed out of the bed and slipped into her robe and made her way down the hall to the dungeon where she expected to find Diego and Amelia. Finding the room empty, she frowned and closed her eyes, allowing her senses to tell her where Diego and their "guest" slept.

She located Amelia easily, her sensitive ears picking up the girls soft breathing from the actual guest room down the hall. The twinge of anger of not finding them in the dungeon eased when she realized that Amelia was alone and that Diego had chosen a different place to make his bed. Opening the door to the guest room, she peeked inside just enough to see Amelia curled up in the blankets, obviously in a deep sleep. Locking the door behind her, Harper chose to leave her alone for the moment and instead continued to search for Diego, her body still screaming for the rest that had so rudely been interrupted.

It took her longer for her to sense him, the heavy walls of the house blocking out any noises from the outside world. Pulling open the front door, she shivered as the cold morning air brushed along her skin. She smiled as she looked down at where Diego lay curled on the porch, a tender look on her face, despite the anger she had felt towards him early.

Reaching out with her foot, she nudged the sleeping wolf. "Wake up my pet," she said softly. "I need you to return to my bed. I can't sleep without you there."

 

[LoganDarkHolme]

Diegos sleep was just blackness. He didn’t dream, he didn’t think, or hear, he just shut down. His mind a blank, his body sore but healing. Even with fall apon them his fur had thickened, as it always did, his winter coat protecting him from even the harshest of cold he lay curled up, tail tucked along his body. Head resting on his paws. The wind, the world around him just passing him by.

Wake up my pet, I need you to return to my bed. I can't sleep without you there."

Slowly the world came back to him, growling softly he felt his body being nudged, his eyes flicked open, blinking in the darkness they quickly adjusted to his night-sight. Looking up his ears flicked around as he stared at his Mistress. Her words at first making no sense, his mind still fogged with sleep and weariness. It took him longer then he liked to remember where he was, it wasn’t often that he slept in his fur, his beast more often then not more incontrol then his human mind was it left him dis-oriented

Wake up my pet, "

He blinked, a shudder passing through his body he shifted back, with a groan he rose to stand, naked still he nodded

“yes Mistress”

His voice was gravel, throat sore, raw from screaming still he followed his owner back to their bed

 

[yeishia]

Amelia’s sleep was troubled, she had terrible dreams; of smiling eyes, huge fangs dripping blood and saliva, soft lips kissing hers, a male transforming into some sort of powerful potent animal, smiling gentle eyes, her farther cursing her...a female with eyes which glowed with the fired of hell!

She shot to full wakefulness shaking tangled in a bed of sweat soaked sheets. As she tried to extricate her self she wondered what has prompted such a nightmare. Then she froze as she realized this bed was not hers! Fearfully she looked around.

It was then that the events of the previous night came flooding back. She was a prisoner, the wolf would eat her, his Mistress would kill her, these were the things of fairy tales but Amelia knew then to be very very real.

Her thoughts went wild as she frantically sought an escape, where there wasn’t any. Even the windows were securely shuttered form the outside.

Finally, she used her small fists to hammer on the huge oak door screaming at the top of her lungs, alternating between hammering and tugging on the brass door knob

“Let me gooooooooo …some body help meeeee!”

When no one came she sank to her knees at the foot of the door sobbing as if her heart would break. An eternity later but in reality less than a single hour calming slightly she crawled into a corner of the ornate room facing the huge door. Sitting with her back to it she pulled her knees into her chest and wrapped her arms around them and lowered her tear stained face.

“No one even knows I am gone, nobody will even care, I shall die here.” she muttered in disappear.

 

[Kaena]

Harper couldn't help feel a twinge of sympathy towards Diego as she watched him get painfully to his feet. A feeling of remorse and regret at having had to punish him washed over her but she quickly swallowed it down. To let him know that she was having regrets would be a sign of weakness, and end up undermining her authority with him in the long run.

They were silent as they walked together back towards the bedroom, the tension between them so tangible it could almost be cut by a knife. She paused as they passed the room Amelia was in, jumping back at the loud bang from the otherside of the door, the silent air suddenly filling with the girl's screams. Flashing Diego a reproachful glare for bringing the situation upon them in the first place, she turned away from the girls pleading and continued on her way, motioning for him to follow her.

The sun was just starting to shine in the windows as the entered the room and she moved to pull the heavy curtains to block the light. There had been many nights where they had been out late hunting and the often slept late into the afternoon, so she had made sure her room was equipped to keep the light from waking them, or in this case keep them awake.

Slipping off her robe and letting it drop to the floor, she climbed naked back between the soft sheets, sliding over to give Diego room to join her. Her exhausted body sank into the mattress as she watched him approach the bed, her eyes glancing appreciatively over his naked body, a longing for his touch burning deep inside her. She was all ready to just let him join her and see what happened from there, but as her sensitive ears picked up the heart wrenching sobs of the girl in the next room, she changed her mind.

It was Diego's fault that the girl was in the situation she was and even though Harper had already submitted him to one form of punishment, she wasn't done with him yet. Since Amelia was going to become a member of their dysfunctional "family" she didn't see any reason why she shouldn't join them. Perhaps by participating in the next part of Diego's punishment, Amelia would be able to accept her situation easier, and get her own revenge on Diego for putting her here in the first place. It would get Amelia's need for revenge out of the way right from the beginning so Harper would not have to deal with the issue later if Amelia decided to harm Diego in some other way.

She held up her hand just as Diego was about to climb into the bed, stopping him.

"Go get the girl my pet," she said, laying back against her pillow, the sheet slipping away from her naked body, giving him full view. "I am not finished with your punishment and she will be part of it"

 

[LoganDarkHolme]

Diego wound his way through their home. His mind still fuzzy, his head felt heavy, he’d healed a lot of the scars his Mistress gave him. But it always took him a day or two at most to get back to 100 percent. As they made their way through the house Diego couldn’t help but hear the wall rattling screaming and pounding on the door

Let me gooooooooo …some body help meeeee!”


Diego winced, his head still throbbing not liking the racket the girl was making. But it died as fast as it started as the pounding stopped. Rubbing his sleep filled eyes he smiled softly seeing his Mistress crawl into their bed. Diego moved, had placed one knee on the bed intent on crawling to her when she held up her hand, a whine bit back behind his teeth as her heard the words she spoke.

"Go get the girl my pet, I am not finished with your punishment and she will be part of it"

A whien pulled from Diegos throat, he wanted nothing right now, but to crawl up and return to sleep but his Mistress had spoken, with a pleading look he sighed, his shoulders falling as he turned, naked he walked from their room, listening to the silent sobs from the other side of the door he raised his hand to knock then hesitated. This was his home, his Mistres home, why the hell wuold he knock

“No one even knows I am gone, nobody will even care, I shall die here.”

At the girls words he rolled his eyes, the lock on the door lifting he stepped in, watching the girls head snap up and stare at him as he entered naked into her room

“our Mistress seeks your presence in her room, come along girl”
He turned once more nad stepped just outside the door waiting for her to follow

 

[yeishia]

Amelia started sullenly at him through eyes red from crying pressing her back further into the corner in which she was crouched.

“Our Mistress seeks your presence in her room, come along girl”

His Mistress she thought rebelliously...

For a second she thought to resist him and simply say No but she knew with certainty he would simply pick her up and take her to his Mistress and she has no wish to have his filthy hands on her again.

Docilely she followed him from the room wishing she had to courage to make a run for it. The thought of this naked man turning back into the huge animal she feared, his paws on her, his muzzle, his hot breathe on her face …his feral eyes , she shuddered as she remembered the last time.

Amelia was hungry, thirsty and she really needed to go to the bathroom. Too shy to ask she gritted her teeth saying nothing at all as she reluctantly followed him down the darkened hallways…

 

[Kaena]

Harper shivered as the cool air of the room brushed against her naked body making the nipples on her firm breasts instantly erect. She pulled the sheet back over her naked body as she watched Diego walk from the room, admiring toned ass before it disappeared from view down the hall. She shook her head at the sound of Amelia's cries that filtered to her sensitive ears from down the hall, her exhausted body screaming for more sleep. Taking a deep breath, she closed her eyes and blocked out the rumble of Diego's deep voice as he spoke to the girl, not particularily caring what he said to her as long as he did what he was ordered. Taking another deep breath she focused on her beast inside her, using its peaceful state to relax her even more. She was almost asleep again when Diego suddenly appeared in the door, the girl in tow.

Groaning to herself, she sat up, pulling the blankets up to cover her naked body from the cold. Her feral eyes ignored Diego for the moment and travelled along the obviously frightened girl's body. Growling softly, she returned her glance back to Diego, annoyed with the fact that she could not just fall back into a deep sleep.

"It's been hours since she has been here Diego," she finally said after a moment of silence. "Have you even thought that she made need to take care of some basic needs and eat something. She is not one of us and able to go days without nourishment."

"You can use my powder room to freshen up," she said, returning her glance to Amelia, waving a dismissive hand towards a door half hidden among the curtains that draped the walls of the room. "Diego fetch the girl something to eat and drink and then we shall all return to bed. I will deal with you further in the morning."

 

[LoganDarkHolme]

Diego couldn’t help but watch his Mistress with an appreciative smile, his eyes trailing softly over his Mistress naked form he smiled, then his Mistress looked to him and the look in her eyes wiped the smile off his face and he swallowed, licking his lips gently he felt a very cold shiver pass through his fur

"It's been hours since she has been here Diego,, Have you even thought that she made need to take care of some basic needs and eat something. She is not one of us and able to go days without nourishment."

He swallowed, having forgotten truly he let his head fall forward and his body tensed, he knew his Mistress was unhappy and was more then willing to bet she would remain unhappy with him for a while, licking his now suddenly dry lips for an entirely different reason he looked to her

“as you command my Mistress”

Turning he made his way to the kitchen his keen ears picking his his Mistress offering her powder room to the girl he looked at what they had availible for food that the girl may like

 

[yeishia]

Amelia stopped dead still as she entered the room peeking out from behind Diego at the woman who actually seemed to dwarf the bed she slept in, it was an odd impression which stayed with her as the woman finally spoke snapping at Diego before speaking directly to her.

"You can use my powder room to freshen up,"

The frightened girl didn’t need a second bidding in a flash she had disappeared through the curtains to relieve her pressing needs. Finally after what seemed eons she stood trembling before the mirror and simply stared, who was that girl standing there peering back at her from wide and frightened eyes.

“You are going to die here you know.” she whispered to the stranger matter-of-factly.

Her dress was ruined ripped in several places and her hair an unruly mess where it has fallen from its confines. Amelia glanced around wondering if freshening up meant she could use the woman’s brush or her soap. Deciding on caution she merely splashed her face with the cold water drinking copious amounts of it from her cupped hands as she did so. Her hair was another matter she did her very best removing the tangles as best she could with her fingers finally leaving it to hang unhampered around her slender frame.

She listened at the door hearing as Diego was told to fetch her food. If it were not for the mention of food which caused her belly to rumble she might have hidden in the bathroom as long as she could, instead she hesitantly stepped into the bedroom again. Standing silently with eyes downcast she simply waited, wanting her food but at the same time not wanting to be noticed by the half naked, disgruntled female reclining on the bed either.

 

[Kaena]

The girl was so quiet when she returned to the room that Harper didn't notice her presence right away. Glancing over at the powder room's doorway, she noticed the young woman cowering, her long hair hanging loosely, but scraggly, down her back. It was obvious to Harper that the girl had attempted to clean herself up the best she could.

"Come here girl," Harper said, motioning her forward. Ignoring the fact that the sheet fell away from her naked body, she reached for a brush on the stand beside the bed. As she waited for Amelia to approach the bed, she took a good look at what the girl was wearing. The simple dress she had arrived in was now in tatters, ripped by her struggles with Diego.

"Your dress is ruined," she finally said, brushing a loose hair behind her ear. "Take it off. I will decide in the morning if you have earned the right to wear clothes, but until then you will remain naked."

Harper looked at the door as Diego returned with a tray of food, which he set on the end of the bed. "I know you are hungry, once you are done getting undressed, you can eat while I take care of that unruly main of yours."

Reaching towards Diego she smiled. "Come join me my pet," she said, picking up a piece of cheese and nibbling on it as she waited for her orders to be obeyed.