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Candy Coated Cyanide
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He caressed her cheek and brought her to his bed once again. He was gentle but still commanding. She slept wonderfully, loving the feeling of his big strong arms around her, holding her close. She felt her head moved when he pulled his arm out and her eyes opened but she closed them again quickly not wanting to leave her new master's embrace. But he got out of bed and she stretched and he returned, bringing her what she was to wear. He left her with the instructions to get ready and she did as he flew them to where they needed to be.
She took the same weird shower as she had before, wanting to look presentable to her Master's friend. She combed her fingers through her short hair and looked at the clothes she was to wear. There was something writen on them but she couldnt read it. She could read the second word, 'of', but it didnt help in establishing what it all said. It was just another reminder of her low place as a slave. At her age she knew she should be able to read and write. She missed school, when she went after she was adopted by her not-so-friendly parents. She was teased and poked fun at a lot for different things, but she liked learning, even though it was very hard for her.
She quickly tryed to not think about that and she put the garments on and checked them to make sure they were on properly, and they were. They were form fitting, but comfortable. The skirt was short and flowy, the tank top hugged her curves very nicely. The nerves set in again and she tryed to remain calm. He came back to her and she smiled, wanting to make him happy. He kissed her hard and she kissed him back with the same passion, not wanting it to end. But he pulled back and she smiled at him sweetly and nodded that she was ready.
"Yes Master, I'm ready...."
She was nervous and stayed close to him. The cool steel floor made her feet cold which didnt help in the matter. She took a deep breath and tryed to calm herself. The last thing she wanted to do, was act like a terrified kitten and make her Master look bad or something. So she closed her eyes for a moment and then looked up at him with a tiny slighty forced smile on her face.
She took the same weird shower as she had before, wanting to look presentable to her Master's friend. She combed her fingers through her short hair and looked at the clothes she was to wear. There was something writen on them but she couldnt read it. She could read the second word, 'of', but it didnt help in establishing what it all said. It was just another reminder of her low place as a slave. At her age she knew she should be able to read and write. She missed school, when she went after she was adopted by her not-so-friendly parents. She was teased and poked fun at a lot for different things, but she liked learning, even though it was very hard for her.
She quickly tryed to not think about that and she put the garments on and checked them to make sure they were on properly, and they were. They were form fitting, but comfortable. The skirt was short and flowy, the tank top hugged her curves very nicely. The nerves set in again and she tryed to remain calm. He came back to her and she smiled, wanting to make him happy. He kissed her hard and she kissed him back with the same passion, not wanting it to end. But he pulled back and she smiled at him sweetly and nodded that she was ready.
"Yes Master, I'm ready...."
She was nervous and stayed close to him. The cool steel floor made her feet cold which didnt help in the matter. She took a deep breath and tryed to calm herself. The last thing she wanted to do, was act like a terrified kitten and make her Master look bad or something. So she closed her eyes for a moment and then looked up at him with a tiny slighty forced smile on her face.