Master and Servant

Feeling him grab her wrist she turned toward him. Hearing him say child made her raise an eyebrow. Did she really look like a child to him? Sitting down on the comforting floor, her eyes closed, and she instantly fell asleep. Dreams csoothing the whole night. Soon the sun peaked in through the windows. Lifting her head, she turned to see her master still asleep. His sleeping face looked so peaceful. Wiping some wisps of hair from his face she cooed and stood up.

Going for the door, she wanted to go bathe... closing the door of the carridge she went to a hot springs she found near the river. It was wonderful for her stress level...Stripping she steped in carefully and soaked her body, closin her eyes and relaxing.
 
Aeron woke to find himself alone in the carriage. Startled he poked his head out the door, about to yell for Isabelle when he saw two of the men that were with them hiding behind some bushes looking out over the spring.

Rousing himself from the carriage, Aeron quietly tread up behind the two men, knowing what he would find, but wanting to verify it before dealing with them. Once he was within a couple of feet he say Isabelle lounging in a hot spring, the hot water soaking her tensions away.

Another man might pity the lose of her moment of relaxation, but it was not Aeron's way. Grabbing both men by the scruff of their necks he drug them away from the bush, from Isabelle and pulled them across the clearing to the fire. "That is mine to cherish, not yours," he said simply.

Grabbing a hot brand from the fire, he plunged it deep into the eyes of the two men.
 
Her eyes shot open when she heard screams. Grabbing a spare cloth she brought she placed it over her chest. Slowly, Isabelle made her way towards the sound. Seeing a heart wrenching sight... Master Aeron..was torturing the men...Branding their eyes until they bled. Covering her eyes she ran to the spring once more and got in. Hoping to forget the terror she just saw. Tears welled up in her eyes, but Isabelle wiped them away.

Why was he hurting them? What did they do to deserve that? But then something flashed in her mind. Aeron had said something to them...

" She is mine to cherish...."

Her eyes widened as she realized. Were the two staring at her...Was her master..Jealous? The thought made her giggle quietly. But then the fact at hand came to her. Just because they were peeping didnt mean to hurt them..he may as well kill them. Of course Isabelle thought this. She never hurt a fly...Which was probably why she was so timid.

Turning her head away she twirled the grass. Wondering what his feelings were. He was sweet..then he was terrible. He was rough, then he was gentle. He was two different people....It worried her.
 
Aeron finished blinding the two men and then drug them to the back of the carriage. Taking a length of rope he tied the two men to the back of the carriage saying, "You will be a testimony to all who would covet that which is not theirs."

It was a piss poor way to start the day, he had heard Isabelle come out of the hot spring and then back into it as he punctured the eyes of the two men.

Standing he headed to the hot spring. Arriving he stripped off his clothes and slid into the steaming water next to Isabelle. He saw her involuntary flinch as he settled into place.

"I would protect you from those that would do you harm, child." Aeron said softly.
 
Flinching she listened to him. Her eyes turned to him. Clearly hurt. "You wish to protect me?!" she asked her voice getting higher. Clenching her fists she turned away as the tears pooled and streamed down her face. "You say that after what you put me through...." her voice shook. Wanting to run she shivered.

But she stayed put. Clearly trying to calm herself. "Which is it?" Her voice nearly a whisper. "Im so confused Master Aeron..." Looking at the water, Isabelle felt steam go into her eyes. The heat of the pool against her skin. "If you didnt care...I would be sure you would have disposed of me...Or are you keeping me because of my so called beauty? Whatever it is...IT is for your own gain Master."

Turning quiet she moved. "You may do what you want to me when I get back..but please. Think about what I have said...." Stepping out of the water she pt her clothes on and ran off. Not sure where she was going. But it would be safe for the time being...

She ran, as far as her feet could take her...

But it was a mistake.

Suddenly the ground came from under her and she slid down a cliff. Hitting the ground she landed on her leg. Her ankle twisted. Whimpering she did her best to stand. But stumbled and fell. She sat there for hours...And..she missed Aeron. The soft Aeron. But also the one with the passion in his eyes...She just missed him period...
 
Aeron watched as Isabelle walked off slowly, her stride becoming faster and faster as she took off. Standing, rage filled him as she ran away. He thought about chasing after her, decided against it for the time being. Let her go, there would be time later to find her.

Stepping from the hot spring he returned to the carriage and changed clothes. The first of the out riders approached as he finished dressing. He talked to them, giving them orders to take the two blinded men back to the group at large and then return.

Aeron dealt with riders for the next few hours, always keeping in mind that Isabelle had not returned yet. Aeron's anger boiled closer and closer to the surface until he finally he caught himself about to cripple a man for literally nothing other than being at his side.

Grabbing a small brazier, Aeron lit a fire in it and studied the smoke, "Show me Isabelle," he commanded. After a few minutes he saw her at the bottom of a cliff, grasping her leg, tears streaming down her face.

He walked the path that she had followed until he could hear her sobs; then stepped off the face of the cliff and walked down as if on a stair case. Landing next to her, he looked at her leg, whispering, "It is severely broken, little one." He haunched down and said, "I reward and punish Isabelle. Those that please me are lavished with gifts and praise. Those that displease me, well, them I punish."

Whispering a prayer he touched her leg at the break, and the bones began knitting back together, the bruise fading rapidly. Aeron stepped back onto the step of air and held his hand out, "Time to pick little one. Do you want to learn to please me and reap its reward? Or do you want to run free?"
 
Terrified and hurt, Isabelle began to slowly nod. "I'm sorry Master Aeron..." she whispered. Clearly guilty. Hearing his question. Her eyes searched his. Wondering what he wanted the answer to be. Did he want a slave, or just plain old Isabelle? Slowly getting up. Her heand reached for his. But she paused. Wondering what she needed. "I...I dont want to be alone anymore.." Her voice was shaky. But she rather have been with Aeron, then on her own.

Whatever she was feeling for him...confused her so. He had done so many horrid things to her. But, she could never turn her heart away from him. Her master had grown on her. And, she wouldnt leave him anymore. Hopping up onto the invisable stair way. She leaned up. And gently, sensually pecked his lips. "I shall reap any reward you wish to give me." she cooed. Hoping everything would be alright again. Just the two of them.

A few tears pooled in her eyes. Feeling the guilt and the pain well inside of her. "Please dont leave me Master Aeron." she sobbed quietly and squeezed his hand. She couldnt handle being on her own...After all that she had seen...It was just not possible
 
Aeron smiled as Isabelle's face reflected the torment of her choice, finally fear and confusion won the day and she gave herself to him. Her kiss lit the fire in his loins that had been on hold the morning long so far.

"I will not leave you, and know I will not allow you to run again, little one. You are mine, agreed?"

Aeron swept her up into his arms and walked up the stairs higher and higher until they could look down on the mountain. His hand worked its way up her thighs under the see through shift until he was massaging her ass and stimulating her pussy simultaneously.
 
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