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

"Come join me my pet,"

Diego had stood there, silent, watching the girl come from his Mistress powder room, licking his dry lips the tray of food and fruits still clutched he watched as the girl moved about, seemingly more steady on her feet, yet the look in her eyes, her scent, she was still confused as hell. Weary of what would happen to her from this point out. Inhaling deeply he couldn’t help but yawn. The pain and damage caused by his Mistress was healing, but a lot of his energy had been used up, in the shift in the kitchen then the shift back, he was fighting still just to keep from panting.

Finally drawn from his thoughts at his Mistress order his body jolted from his thoughts and he glided across the room, laying the tray on the end of the bed his eyes closed briefly a pang from a torn muscle in his back sending shockwaves of pain through him he laid out on the bed beside his Mistress letting go a heavy breath he watched the hesitation and unease once more spread through the girl at Harper's quip about caring for the girls hair
 
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"Come here girl,"
The woman’s voice jolted her somewhat and she slowly approached the bed her eyes widening as the sheet fell from the woman’s body which was clearly naked underneath. The she devil was beautiful Amelia hadn’t seen any thing so exquisite truth be told she hadn’t seen another naked female since she had been but a child with the exception of herself.

Her hands moved automatically to obey her softly spoken words lulled by the promise of food and a hair brushing. Her mother used to brush her hair when she was a teenage girl. Slipping off the ruined dress she stood there in her chemise and her pantaloons undecided as to how to proceed.

Two things happened at once Diego arrived and the import of her words hit her with full force, “I will decide in the morning if you have earned the right to wear clothes, but until then you will remain naked."

She wanted her to remove all of her clothing every piece…

In front of him, the man er... wolf?

She watched him carefully as he placed his tray and moved to join his Mistress on the bed.

“N..No” was the only word that came to mind softly spoken as she backed away from the bed arms crossed protectively over her chest, eyes wide with fear!

The food looked enticing, but naked …she simply couldn’t do it.

“I… I cannot.” she whispered.
 
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Taking another nibble of the cheese, Harper pulled Diego close to her, letting the heat of his body warm her. As much as he may have been trying to hide it, she had noticed that his body still was not fully recovered from what she had done to him early. A saddened look crossed her face before she had a chance to hide it. Turning her face away from the others she took a deep breath and composed herself before returning her focus to Amelia.

Harper had expected Amelia to argue about removing her clothes and at first it seemed like she was going to prove her wrong. But, once the realization hit Amelia as to what Harper really wanted her to do, it didn't take long for the words of protest to fall from her lips. The kindness in Harper's eyes instantly disappeared, replaced instead by a steely gaze that spoke of her displeasure.

"You have already seen what happens to those that disobey me girl," she said, her voice coming out cool and low, a tone that Diego would recognize as a warning, but Amelia had yet to learn. "I have given you an order and I expect you to obey it."

Nudging Diego away from her a bit so she could move to get up if needed, Harper allowed her cool gaze to travel along Amelia's partially clad body before settling on her frightened face.

"There is no need for modesty here," Harper finally said, running her tongue lightly along her bottom lip. "Your clothes will be removed, either by your own hand, or I will do it for you. You have a choice, but I warn you, if I need to complete the task for you, you will regret it."
 
Diego curled against his Mistress, eyes closing, the soft touch of her body, teh feel of her hand stroking through his hair he sighed softly, listening to Harper talk to the girl, finally his eyes opened as he heard the shriek and cry of refusal, inhaling softly he moved back as he was pushed from his owners side, licking his lips he watched, the dire tone in his Mistress voice more then enough even to chill his blood, for he knew what that voice could hold, nothing and everything, and if hte girl was smart she would just give in
 
"You have already seen what happens to those that disobey me girl I have given you an order and I expect you to obey it."

Amelia glanced in the direction of the voice suddenly gone cold dealy wishing she could hear its gentleness once more. She wanted her hair brushed she wanted the food she had been promised, she did not want her anger.

The frightened hungry girl started to unloosen the buttons of her chemise with shaking fingers blushing hotly until suddenly she glanced up feeling Diego’s hot eyes on her just in time to see him lick his lips.

Amelia froze again her wide eyes fixed on his ...
 
Harper was beginning to get impatient with the girl. She had given her plenty of chances to do what she was told, yet the girl continued to dawdle. She moved towards the edge of the bed, her eyes watching the girl closely. Something in Amelia's frightened demeanour stopped her in her tracks. She realized it wasn't that the girl was being disobedient, she was just scared.

Shivering from the cool air against her bare skin, she sat back against the pillows and pulled Diego close to her again.

"I know this must be a little much for you right now," she finally said, her voice once again taking on a softer edge. "There is no need to be frightened of me or Diego. Like I said, as long as you obey me, it won't be that bad for you here."

Brushing her fingers lightly along Diego's bare stomach, she was silent for a moment, contemplating her next move. Taking a deep breath, she finally spoke.

"Are you uncomfortable with Diego watching?" she said, absentmindedly continuing to tickle her fingers along Diego's skin. "If it would make it easier for you, I can make him look away."
 
The beautiful female reclining on the bed slid towards her and Amelia’s heart skipped a beat she almost took a step backwards but held her ground biting her lip slightly to stifle the small scream which threatened to escape her trembling lips. Instead she fastened onto her soft words as if they were a lifeline and in some respects they were. "Are you uncomfortable with Diego watching? If it would make it easier for you, I can make him look away." Amelia eyes followed the movements of her strong slender hand across Diego’s bare tight stomach and she swallowed hard absently wondering what they would feel like on her bare flesh!

Quickly she repressed the thought and nodded her assent blushing as she did so.

Amelia was not a stupid girl she realized with clarity that she should remove her own clothing or they would do it for her, it was just the actual...getting her shaking fingers to obey. They simply did not want to work! She caught the non verbal communication that flowed between Mistress and Slave, caught too the smirk quickly hidden before Diego averted his devilish eyes from her.

One to three go! she ordered herself.

Within seconds she had removed her clothing and was standing naked her head lowered her long hair a tangled curtain partially covering her slender form. Amelia thought she would feel ashamed but instead she could feel small embers of excitement building in the pit of her belly. What is wrong with me standing naked before strangers and ?

Refusing to think further she curled her hands into small fits until her nails drew blood desperately trying to make sense of her reactions to this bizarre situation she now found herself in.
 
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"I know this must be a little much for you right now There is no need to be frightened of me or Diego. Like I said, as long as you obey me, it won't be that bad for you here."

Diego laid there, curled up, content, eyes half closed, breathing even, his body was curled like he had double joints, his head, chin resting on his arm as he growled low, almost a feline-ish purr he squirmed gently and let go a soft moan at his Mistress tender caress across his stomach, a smile gracing his face

"Are you uncomfortable with Diego watching?" If it would make it easier for you, I can make him look away."

His eyes flicked to his Mistress, head cocked to one side he stretched, even without saying anything diego rolled over, curling his head into his Mistress lap, kissing her thigh softly he let his eyes closet to give the girl some measure of privacy
 
Harper smiled appreciatively as the young woman's body was revealed to her, the clothes finally lying in a pile at her feet. The girl was a little on the skinny side, but Harper was sure that few good meals would help add a few curves to what otherwise was a rather eye catching form.

"Come here girl," she said, patting the bed in front of her and beside where Diego lay. "You are much too beautiful to be running around with such an unruly mane of hair."

Feeling the Diego's warm breath against her thigh, her attention was brought back to him while she waited for Amelia to join them on the bed. "I can't say I approve of you putting this young woman in this situation," she said, brushing her fingers along the back of Diego's neck. "But I must admit you have made a fine choice."

Reaching for a strawberry, she bit into it, the juice dripping down onto her breasts. Drawing Diego's head up from her lap, she flashed him a devious grin. "Want to take care of this for me my pet," she said, running a finger along the line of juice that glistened on her body.
 
Amelia could feel Harper's predatory eyes on her flesh and blushed even more knowing just how much weight she had lost since her family had died , maybe she would find her lacking and send her away or worse still slit her throat?

The girl didn’t know which she found more daunting being cast in the street or the predicament she now found herself in. Slave what kind of slave? Amelia was hardly that naive yet naked as she was her mind simply refused to explore that avenue. The confused girl moved to comply with her command and sat her back towards her slightly her eyes firmly on the fingers she was twisting in her lap.

"You are much too beautiful to be running around with such an unruly mane of hair."

All Amelia could think of was that this bizarre woman found her beautiful, did Diego? He had planned simply to use her body and then kill her, she shuddered slightly at the memory. She took a glance in his direction just in time to see the berry red juice trailing between Harper's gorgeous breasts, her hand drawing his head up from her lap. There was no misunderstanding of the expressions on both of their faces, Amelia pressed her thighs closer together quickly averting her eyes, would they make love while she watched?

The thought had her flustered as did the fingers that were moving through her long tresses…
 
His eyes closed he felt the soothing touch of his Mistress hand along the back of his neck, and growled low within his chest making it sound almost as if he purred, a smile curled his lip and he couldn’t help it, his keen hearing never missing a beat he listened to his Mistress speak.

"Come here girl, You are much too beautiful to be running around with such an unruly mane of hair."

He made a soft noise, curling against harper more he sighed again, a shiver trailing over his body, small goosebumps forming he felt the bed shift as Harper moved above he smelled strawberry, his eyes flicked open, they had shifted back, a deep black/gold mix, he turned his head and looked up harpers body

"I can't say I approve of you putting this young woman in this situation, But I must admit you have made a fine choice."

He purred again softly. At least happy somewhat his Mistress mood seems to have improved some. Licking his lips he watched harper bite into the strawberry and watch the juice dribble down, finding himself pulled up he likced his lips softly

Want to take care of this for me my pet,"

Diego didn’t even hesitate, he leaned forward, his tongue lashing out to lick the line of juice slowly up, reaching his Mistress neck he kissed softly
 
Harper shivered at the feel of Diego's tongue sliding along her body, her breath catching in her throat as he kissed her neck. Pulling his lips up to hers, she kissed him softly and then pushed his head back down to lay in her lap as she turned her attention back to Amelia.

Reaching for her brush, she slowly started to untangle Amelia's hair. It didn't take long for the unruly strands to become tamed under her expert touch. Her hair felt like silk between her fingers, a sensation that she couldn't help but find extremely appealing. It had been a long time since she had felt another woman's hair between her fingers. She had fond memories of spending hours with her mother brushing and braiding her long, luxurious hair, but it was the terrible memory of her death and Harper's flee from her homeland that always came to mind when she thought of her. It was this memory that suddenly arose, making Harper pause in her work and turn her head away from Diego and Amelia in an attempt to hide the saddness she was sure had surfaced in the dark pools of her eyes.

Taking a deep breath to control her emotions, she put down the brush and turned back to what she was doing. Taking Amelia's thick hair in her hands, she quickly twisted it into an elaborate braid, tying it together with a strand of leather she found lying on the stand by the bed.

"That's much better," she said, picking up a hand mirror from the same stand and holding it up in front of Amelia. "Don't you think so." Reaching down, she ran her fingers through Diego's hair and along his shoulder. "What do you think my pet? I believe she is even more beautiful that she was when you first found her."
 
The hairs across her slender shoulders were raised in response to the tension in the air surrounding her as if her body knew instinctively what the young woman simply refused to contemplate. She had similar memories of her own mother doing this for her and kept her mind firmly on the comforting memory actually starting to relax as the brush smothered her tresses and calmed her frayed nerves somewhat.

Finally, the compelling woman held up a mirror before her and Amelia gasped; she barely recognized herself somehow she looked so very different. It was a subtle difference which had nothing to do with her nudity she couldn't put a name to it yet it was unmistakable.

The sensual tableau presented for her eyes was nothing less than breathtaking. Her body was flushed with sexual awareness and she could both see and feel the heat of the potent woman with her mate his dark curls resting in her naked lap. The combined image was potent primal. It scared her!

“Please…I.”

Amelia tensed fully intending to bolt for the door…
 
Diego smiled gently his eyes closing as his Mistress gifted him with a sensual kiss that awoke his body, a shiver trailing down his spine he chuckled softly as his head was pushed away and back into the comfort of her lap

"What do you think my pet? I believe she is even more beautiful that she was when you first found her."


Diego's eyes open and lifted, a low growl passing from his lips as a content agreement to his Mistress assessment of the girls beauty, a smile curled the cornor of his lips as the scent of the girl wafted to him

"yes mistress"
 
Harper could almost feel the tension radiating from Amelia's body. She had a feeling that she was intending to make a run for it, despite her the precarious position her nudity placed upon her. Placing a hand on Amelia's shoulder, she growled a soft warning, not in the mood to deal with any form of resistance after all that had taken place already.

"Relax," she said, her voice firm, yet not all together cold or unfeeling. "You know you cannot escape, so there is no need in angering me by even trying."

Running her fingers through Diego's hair again, she smiled at his reply, her eyes following hungrily along the nude length of his body.

"What do you think we should do with her this evening my pet?" she asked, her eyes sparkling in the dim light of the room. "Or would your rather have some time alone with your Mistress?"
 
The sexual tension in the room was an almost palatable entity it seemed to almost pulse with a life of its own causing her belly to lurch it both called and repelled Amelia, excited and frightened....

Diego's low grow caused the hairs on her arms to rise and the anxious woman liftes slightly up off the bed her heart speeding up as she shot a quick concerned look across at him. He was like the big bad wolf, he could eat her up, he could kill her... he!

The hand on her shoulder grounded her somewhat and she settled back on the bed determined not to anger the startling woman whom she was beginning to perhaps trust and yet still fear. Lord she felt conflicted was this some strange night mare from which she would soon awaken? Relax? how could she be expected to relax, she was nude, she was in the company of supernatural beings… shit they were animals right?

"What do you think we should do with her this evening my pet? Or would your rather have some time alone with your Mistress?"

Amelia's eyes widened at the provocatively worded question and without thinking she blurted out

“He wants time alone with his Mistress.”
 
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Diego laid there, his eyes closed at the gentle stroking his Mistress had and the calming effect that eased his body of the stiff pains that still lingered. He growled low in pleasure as he listened to harper talk, the purr of her breathing the soft beat of her heart..

"What do you think we should do with her this evening my pet? Or would your rather have some time alone with your Mistress?"

Diego's eyes moved to the girl, half lidded, he licked his lips softly, he could still smell her fear, her hesitation he loved it, the taste of it, the feel of it, it called the wolf in him to hunt, to stalk, he smirked softly as he heard the girl blurt out “He wants time alone with his Mistress.”

Diego stretched and growled again in response to the girls words, as he rolled over, his mistress words roused him from his semi sadated state he looks up to harper then rolls slightly to look to the girl, a calm smile on his lips his voice was soft, seductive,

“mmmmm I am here for my Mistress pleasure, “ he looks up to her “I wish my Mistress to decide” he kissed the inside of his Mistress wrist
 
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Harper couldn't help laughing softly as Amelia answered for Diego. She could tell that the girl was starting to relax a little more in their presence, but, she could till sense the underlying fear beneath it all. Ignoring the girl's words, she turned her attention to Diego, waiting for his answer.

"I wish my Mistress to decide"

She shivered softly as he kissed her wrist and ran her other hand through his hair.

"Why doesn't your response suprise me," she said, a smile playing on her lips. She knew after all he she had put him through that night, he would be in the mindframe to please her and not earn more of her wrath.

Sighing softly, she settled back against the pillows of the bed and pulled him up close to her, kissing his lips softly. Her hand slid between them and along his cock that lay flaccid between his legs. She slowly stroked her fingers along his cock as her lips moved from his lips down the side of his neck. As she teased him gently, she looked over his shoulder at Amelia, her eyes watching her intensely.

"Are you sure you wish me to decide my pet," she whispered in his ear. "You know I do intend to punish you further. Your decision may delay or accelerate its happening."
 
"Why doesn't your response suprise me,"

A soft chuckle from him, his eyes half lidded they flicked to Amelia, her blurted answer to his question his smile only widened more, she wanted to get out, she wanted to get away, to hide, the scent of him, of his Mistress, the tension that had been created over the past few minutes and she was figthing to keep from squirming

"Are you sure you wish me to decide my pet? You know I do intend to punish you further. Your decision may delay or accelerate its happening.

Diego stretched and rolled slightly, laying on his back, a soft wince but he was more comfortable, his head lulling back slightly so he had an upside-down view of Amelia, he licked his lips slowly, teasing her, before his eyes rolled down to look at his owner

“Im sure my Mistress, “
 
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