TirithIre
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Wystler smirked ever so slightly as she scowled. She was used to a world where things were 'fair'. She was used to a world that had equality rules and political correctness... and that world was what about ninety percent of people lived by, as well as within. Unlike that ninety percent though, She had moved from it into a very different world... the world of the rich and powerful.
The low and medium class complained all the time about how the rich and powerful lived by much different rules than anyone else... and the thing was... they were more right than they ever thought! The pure arrogance of his 'stance' of belief came from a different upbringing, alongside a different set of living priorities. To Wystler... it hadn't been 'wrong' to buy out her contract thus making her basically his... because even before that... surely she could admit that she already was.
Even as she gasped and wriggled slightly within his grasp. Even as she fought against his grasp though he had to smile as she said that. Leaning back down a tad though she felt his hot breath tickle the spot he had just marked right below her ear as he mused. " My father once taught me something very useful for life." His voice growing quieter, and yet more vivid to her senses he was sure. " Life isn't fair." Though as he said that, he gave her a squeeze, before he let her go.
" Stay facing that way." He growled to her as she could hear him step back. He untied the robe and pulling the sash free, the robe was black, as she had seen when he had first 'come in', and even as he slipped the rest of the robe off he pulled the sash free, before he moved to her. Wreathing the sash about her elbows, suddenly she could feel her arms pulled backwards towards one another as he bound them with the sash... it a simple binding, but signifying of the difference within their 'stations'.
Even as he did though he had also yanked the offending mask off... and moving back to her, he circled her, he very naked and 'exposed' as he looked down to her. " We meet again Aly." Though before she even had a chance to be stubborn, or to be cheeky with her response... before she even had a chance to think about whether this was 'right or wrong' he grabbed her up, his arms encircling her as he leaned down.
His lips solidly, hungrily kissed her as his hands slid down right to her ass... she having to trust in him that he wasn't truly going to drop her as he grabbed her ass in his hands and picked her right up... his lips devouring hers, his tongue stabbing, demanding entrance to her mouth as their naked bodies rubbed together. It seemed the young man she had spent a night flirting with an eternity ago now it would seem had taken more than her time... but her interests, and now owned even her as well!
The low and medium class complained all the time about how the rich and powerful lived by much different rules than anyone else... and the thing was... they were more right than they ever thought! The pure arrogance of his 'stance' of belief came from a different upbringing, alongside a different set of living priorities. To Wystler... it hadn't been 'wrong' to buy out her contract thus making her basically his... because even before that... surely she could admit that she already was.
Even as she gasped and wriggled slightly within his grasp. Even as she fought against his grasp though he had to smile as she said that. Leaning back down a tad though she felt his hot breath tickle the spot he had just marked right below her ear as he mused. " My father once taught me something very useful for life." His voice growing quieter, and yet more vivid to her senses he was sure. " Life isn't fair." Though as he said that, he gave her a squeeze, before he let her go.
" Stay facing that way." He growled to her as she could hear him step back. He untied the robe and pulling the sash free, the robe was black, as she had seen when he had first 'come in', and even as he slipped the rest of the robe off he pulled the sash free, before he moved to her. Wreathing the sash about her elbows, suddenly she could feel her arms pulled backwards towards one another as he bound them with the sash... it a simple binding, but signifying of the difference within their 'stations'.
Even as he did though he had also yanked the offending mask off... and moving back to her, he circled her, he very naked and 'exposed' as he looked down to her. " We meet again Aly." Though before she even had a chance to be stubborn, or to be cheeky with her response... before she even had a chance to think about whether this was 'right or wrong' he grabbed her up, his arms encircling her as he leaned down.
His lips solidly, hungrily kissed her as his hands slid down right to her ass... she having to trust in him that he wasn't truly going to drop her as he grabbed her ass in his hands and picked her right up... his lips devouring hers, his tongue stabbing, demanding entrance to her mouth as their naked bodies rubbed together. It seemed the young man she had spent a night flirting with an eternity ago now it would seem had taken more than her time... but her interests, and now owned even her as well!