Dominance

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The meeting.....

"Yes, I do have a question. I have already packed up my apartment and I was wondering what would I need to do about paying for storage? I have some money in my savings but I don't know how long I will be with your employer."

"If you accept the offer, my employer will move your possessions to another storage facility where they will be held until such time as you need them again. You will not need to cover any expenses yourself for anything relating to your acceptance of this offer."

"I also have a cat name Winny. Can she come with me?"

Tyron smiled. "I'm sorry to say, but no. Again, my employer will ensure that 'Winny' will be looked after and cared for during the time you are away."

Tyron sat back and drank some more of his coffee, watching and gauging Elizabeth's reactions. She appeared to still be nervous, but she was not giving any signs of changing her mind. He sat silently, waiting for either further questions, or a final decision.
 
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OOC
My Character: Elizabeth aka Celeste
Age: 21
Hair Color: dark brown hair with a red tint (hair is natural), past her shoulders
Eye Color: Chocolate Brown
Sexual Preference: Bicurious ( she has never explored her sexual side)
Height 5'5"
Weight 120lbs.
Personality: She is soft-spoken and innocent. She is also intelligent.

Elizabeth has spent the better part of the last four years in an abusive relationship. She finally escaped six months ago and heard through some people about this "job". It is exactly the new start that she needs. She understands what goes on in the house and has accepted it. A part of her is even excited about what will happen to her in the house. The only thing that she has in her life is her cat, Wednesday Hope aka Winny.

Her years spent with her mother were unpleasant as well. Her mother was a very controlling woman and she did not want Elizabeth to ever leave her home. She has been hiding from since she was 18.

(more later)
 
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Tyron smiled. "I'm sorry to say, but no. Again, my employer will ensure that 'Winny' will be looked after and cared for during the time you are away."

She sighs, "Okay I was hoping I would have something with me to help get comfortable but I guess I will just deal with it."

She sits back in her chair and closes her eyes for a moment.

"My decision is still yes. I have already committed to doing this and would be stupid to back out now."

She stood and smiled. "Shall we go?"
 
"I'd watch that one Edward shes new and thusly not trained yet. But she'll be carrying your clubs today."

"Thank you, Johnathon. I'm sure that she will perform her duties well." He gave her another detailed look, noting her movements more than her form. How she moved, and reacted to her surrounds would tell him more about her thinking than anything else.

"We'll be playing golf today. I had the course finished while you were gone and I've been waiting to get out on it. If you like you could un gag her and take her advice at caddy. I understand she was an athletic one. I of course will be partaking of Aria's advice."

"I will think about that. She might prove useful. So, shall we eat first, or play first?"
 
Aria gestured to the lain out picnic spread and her packed basket and said congenially, "Perhaps, lunch first, Masters? Only because I know how long a game of golf between the two of you can get and we wouldn't want the salads to wilt."
 
"Perhaps, lunch first, Masters? Only because I know how long a game of golf between the two of you can get and we wouldn't want the salads to wilt."

"Of course, Aria, an excellent observation. I can't speak for Johnathon, but I know I do tend to get a little focused when we have one of these challenges. After you Johnathon, since you are the host." Edward indicated for his friend to take the lead toward the picnic lunch.
 
Aria knealt to serve the food, her eyes to her girls who all followed her example. She and the girls served the men first, waiting for one of them to invite them to join in as was customary. She watched Cat's eyes through the whole affair, Cat was definitely taking it all in but she wondered what was on the girl's mind.
 
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Edward and Johnathon were served by Aria and the rest of Johnathon's girls. The food that had been prepared was as good as Edward expected it to be. After a mouthful or two, Edward looked over at his friend.

"Johnathon, there is something missing here. We have this fine food, wonderful surrounds but we're missing some excellent company. Should we perhaps invite someone else to dine with us? It seems that we have some attractive young ladies who seem to not be otherwise occupied nearby. Shall we invite them to join us?"

Johnathon gave each of his girls a brief look, then turned to Aria and nodded.
 
Aria smiled graciously and nodded in response, "Ladies, take a small helping of whatever you wish. We have been permitted to join the Masters for lunch today." She looks quickly to Cat and then back at Master Jonathan with a question in her eyes and he slowly shakes his head. Aria shrugs and looks at Cat, "My dear, I'm sorry. You must remain muzzled. Perhaps, you'll earn an extra helping at dinnertime." she said with true hopefulness. "I'll save you something for later if you write down what it is you'd like." she whispered, feeling kinder than usual this afternoon. Maybe it was the warmth of the sun on her skin, or the presence of another man to watch her training the new one, perhaps she was just pleased to be back home, whatever it was Aria decided to be a little generous with the newest addition to their family this time.
 
The meeting.....

"My decision is still yes. I have already committed to doing this and would be stupid to back out now."

She stood and smiled. "Shall we go?"


Tyron finished his coffee, and left his money on the table. He stood and directed 'Celeste' to where his car waited. While it was not a stretch limousine, it was a limousine. The driver opened the door for Tyron and Celeste to get in.

The drive was short, and they arrived at the private airfield.

"Now, Elizabeth. Once you board the plane, you will have finally committed yourself to the offer. From the time you set foot on the plane, you will have to obey my commands until such time as my employer issues commands to you."

Tyron stepped out of the vehicle, and walked to the base of the stairs leading into the plane. He stood there, waiting for Elizabeth to join him.
 
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"Now, Elizabeth. Once you board the plane, you will have finally committed yourself to the offer. From the time you set foot on the plane, you will have to obey my commands until such time as my employer issues commands to you."

Elizabeth climbed out of the car and joined Tyron. "So how long of a plane ride is it? Sorry I am still nervous."

She followed Tyron to the parked plane and thought hard before she asked her last question before they got on the plane.

"What is he like?
 
Aria shrugs and looks at Cat, "My dear, I'm sorry. You must remain muzzled. Perhaps, you'll earn an extra helping at dinnertime." she said with true hopefulness. "I'll save you something for later if you write down what it is you'd like." she whispered, feeling kinder than usual this afternoon. Maybe it was the warmth of the sun on her skin, or the presence of another man to watch her training the new one, perhaps she was just pleased to be back home, whatever it was Aria decided to be a little generous with the newest addition to their family this time.

Cat’s eyes and ears were everywhere, and despite being muzzled she knew she had made the right decision. She may miss out on the picnic but she would watch what the others ate and note their likes and dislikes.

Aria shrugs and looks at Cat, "My dear, I'm sorry. You must remain muzzled. Perhaps, you'll earn an extra helping at dinnertime." she said with true hopefulness. "I'll save you something for later if you write down what it is you'd like." she whispered

Cat bowed to Aria believing she was trying to impress Edward. Why? What secret did their past hold? Here was the Achilles’ heal, she was certain of it. She signed to be given a piece of paper and a pen by Aria and she wrote ‘I like everything here, so I will leave you to make the choice for me Mistress’.

She spent the rest of the picnic observing and making mental notes for the future.
 
Angel travels to her destiny!

[OOC: A little bit of time warping to bring some events into sync - sorry for any confusion this causes. The following occur before Tyron meets Elizabeth.]

Tyron was admittedly a little nervous around the woman his employer had recently procured. He was so unlike any person he had ever met before. She seemed to be a little too pliant at times.

But he watched her as she stared at herself in the mirror, seeming fascinated by her own reflection. Tyron did have to admit that she was a very attractive looking woman. While he found nothing arousing on the female form, he could admire the beauty of a woman whenever he saw one.

He was scared a little when she suddenly flung herself to the floor, pleading to be punished. But he remembered his instructions when faced with such a situation.

"Angel, stand and face me." She did so immediately, her face down. "I am not your master, neither am I permitted to punish you for minor transgressions. I still need to prepare you for travel to your new home. Follow me."

Tyron led her to a large walk in wardrobe, where he selected a colourful tie-died shirt and a long, hippie styled skirt.

"Put these on." She took the clothes, and put them on, releasing her hair from the top. All the while she moved and dressed, he heard the faint tinkle of her bells.

He lead her to the awaiting limousine, helping her into the vehicle. Once the vehicle started moving, he turned his attention to the young woman beside him.

"Angel, are then any questions you have concerning you new master?"
 
Still remembering her meeting with Tyron, she relived how she felt while waiting for his censor at her indiscretions, as she lay prostrate and shaking on the floor. She could feel herself sinking into forbidden subspace and her subsequent struggle against it. She remembered how she felt at his lack of emotion when he guided, not forced her from the floor. She felt totally adrift and confused.


Angel remembered feeling so confused by his reaction. Was he her new Master?

The way he looked at her was so reminiscent of Cedric, she simply couldn’t understand. He had looked at her the way her former Master had…He had desired her the exact same way Cedric had had, she had seen it in his eyes, he felt so familiar, and yet he had said,

"I am not your master, neither am I permitted to punish you for minor transgressions. I still need to prepare you for travel to your new home. Follow me."

Minor transgressions? Was this a game? Would she be punished later?

Surprised she was lead to a wardrobe and given clothing. She remembered the alien feeling when she had donned the ponderous garments. They felt so heavy and uncomfortable. Did he so hate her appearance; was she so ugly to his eyes that he had to clothe her?

Closing her eyes to ease the conflict within her mind, she pictured him as he had led her to the limousine. Almost treating her as some exotic princess he had helped her to be seated. Angel remembered how acute her reactions were to him as she tried to read him. Tried to become one with this enigma, one to whom she assumed was her new Master, and yet who had denied that he was!

Shocking her he had has asked, ”Angel, are then any questions you have concerning you new master?" Another game?

Unused to speech she had simply stared into his fathomless eyes.

Snapping into the here and now Angel realized that the rhythm of the limousine had changed, as Tyron leaned across her to unfasten her seat belt. She could feel his almost aesthetic touch. A touch so familiar and so comforting it gave her the courage to ask..

“If not you then who is this girl's Master please?”
 
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“If not you then who is my Master please?”

'ahhh... She thought I was her new master. That would explain a lot.

Tyron smiled. "I am one who serves your Master in the area of finding him new women, and bringing them to his manor. Your Master is Edward Macquarie. He is experienced in the ownership of submissive women. He will inform you of your exact duties and requirements upon your first meeting."

The limousine stopped near the jet that would take them to the Island. He got out, leading her to the plane. He got her to her seat, and made sure that she sat down.

"You will wait here. I have one more woman to get for your Master. If all goes well, she shall be traveling with us. When I return, you shall remain silent for the duration of the flight. Do you understand?"
 
"Do you understand?"

Not raising her eyes Angel nodded yes.

Angel would comply, silence was something she fully understood...
 
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"So how long of a plane ride is it? Sorry I am still nervous."

"Depending on the weather conditions, a few hours. It will be fine, the pilot has made this trip many times before. We have rarely, if ever, hit any turbulence or other in flight issues."

"What is he like?"

"That is one question I shall not answer. You can make up your own mind about him when you meet him."

He led her up into the plane, pausing at the top of the stairs. "For the remainder of the flight, you are not to talk." He continued to lead her into the main body of the plane, and sat her down opposite another woman. He took his seat on the other side of the aisle. He picked up a small phone.

"We're ready."

The plane started to taxi, and a few minutes later had taken off for their new island home.
 
Destination.......

Elizabeth sat in her seat with her eyes closed. She did not like planes at all. She began to wonder what her new home would be like. Would she like it or hate it?

She opened her eyes and looked at Tyron and then remebered she was not to talk.

She hoped the island was beautiful and peaceful. She needed peacefulness in her life. She closed her eyes again and thought about the life she was leaving behind.
 
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Almost there...

Angel was started out of her familiar and comfortable silence as Tyron returned with another girl, who sat opposite her. Another slave? Then she remembered;

"Your Master is Edward Macquarie. He is experienced in the ownership of submissive women." Women plural hmm...

Dismissing this girl from her mind Angel concentrated instead on the man beside her. Focusing all of her senses, she tried to get into the essence of who he was. She badly needed an anchor, but just couldn’t make the connection. She wondered why? Bewildered at her failure Angel retreated one more into the familiar silence of her own mind.
 
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Travel Companion

Elizabeth opened her eyes again and looked at her traveling companion. She thought she was beautiful and wondered more about her.

Is she going to enjoy being there? I wonder what her name is. She is so beautiful.

Elizabeth looked away not wanting to be caught looking at her. She closed her eyes again and fell asleep.
 
ooc: I hope you guys get to the island soon so we can incorporate this part with the main storyline.
 
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Me too I can hardly wait :)

Hi Princess, saying hi here so we do not upset Tyron lol
 
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