What Should have been left alone.

[nightray]

I sit in my den watching the flames of the fire place leaping wildly in the large black marble fireplace the gold and silver veining of the marble glittering in the dark room. Thunder rumbles out side as the rain falls in sheets pummeling the roof over head. I shift in the char my hand idly resign on the arm carved like that of a dragon. The black leather of the chair creaking with my movements. My right hand absently scratching the ears of the black cat sitting in my lap contentedly purring. I tilt my head up as I hear the raven shift on its perch above me restless as it feels the powers gathering around the room.

Slowly I stand from the large thorn like chair sending the cat to the floor affronted at being pushed aside with out worming. It flicks its tail at me as if to say how dare you. I ignore it turning to the center of the room. My eyes moving over the stark decorations the dark oaks gilded in silver and gold. The elagants is sudel but to the concerning eyes ever thing in the room screams that of power and wealth. The raven makes soft noises behind me as I walk slowly to the center of the room with a grace of a large hunting cat. My body lean and hard my muscles seeming to move like liquid steal under my skin.

I wave a hand almost absently cossing the pentagram dron in the center of the room to flare with an eerie red light that seems to flicker sickeningly. I step in to the middle of it sitting easily indene styli every move I make précis as if the wrong move would be my last. My hands on my knees my eyes shout breathing in deep and evenly gait strong breaths as I gather the energy’s to me the air seeming to hum with a strange ominous power.

I begin chanting softly my words undoable but still seeming clear the accent seeming harsh and inhuman. The lines of the symbol on the wood floor seems to twist as if some thing’s trying to distort them to stop what was happening but my voice rises sharply in a commanding tone seeming to demand obedience the tone that of one that would not be denied not mater what. The lines snap soled once agene as my will is impressed on the thing the summoning growing the energies in the room crackling wildly.

In the back ground you hear the russel of the ravines wings as it watches its eyes seeming intelligent and menacing now as it watches its master work. The cat curled up in the recently vacated seat seeming not to pay attention but its ears are rotated tords me lissoning intently. The air around me begins to rotate as the powers that I'm channeling and weaving grow sparks becoming visible, even to the uninitiated they are clear which shows just how much power is being channeled this dark night.

The volume of my voice seems to rise and fall emphasizing serton words but even when sound seems to thunder echowing in the room, it’s just as inaudible as before as if your ears refuse to hear the harsh language the tone of my voice making the hairs on the back of your neck stand on end. My fore head is creased with effort as I work concentrating on ever syllable ever newons to be sheer it is perfect one slip would mean my instant agonizing death.

The air around me begins to shimmer with an intense heat radiating outward as if a door has opened a door that perhaps should never have been unlocked matchless opened. A form seems to shimmer as if materializing out of thin air. The heat seeming to radiate from it then quickly reverses sending the room in to a sudden chill as if the thing coming threw was absorbing it greedily. With a sudden thunder crack the figer is soled a creacher of grate beauty and mollies the two a stark but compelling contrast. Raven black hair flowing in fluid waves down her back coursing smooth follies skin.

Her beauty is flad by only one thing her eyes dark as a starless night sky stair lifelessly at me the spark of life that one would expect from a human is not their her eyes are dead and emotionless. She falls to her knees before me her head bowed in suspicion to the one that was strong enough to call her and bind her to flesh.

"Master what is your biding...?”

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[DeliciousMaiden]

She

The darkness ebbed and swirled drawing her slowly to consciousness.
Gradually she became aware of her own form, the shape of her limbs.
Yet, she stood motionless and senseless as her creator recited the incantation that would awaken her, that would draw her naked and soulless into the world.

And thus she is born ...

The thunder crashes above her.
Her eyes flutter open.
Before her she sees Him; her Creator.
Her eyes lock upon his form, for only He is her world.

His voice rises, the low resonance filling her soul.
Her first sensation shakes through her body as the hairs upon her neck stand on end in response.

Thus He has summoned her.
Her response is a mere reflex to His wordless instruction.
Her limbs move, of their own volition and bring her before him.
She knows nothing, yet He has taught her everything.
She is His and lives only for His command.

Gracefully she falls to her knees, lowering her eyes in respect and awe of the Great One to whom she belongs.
When she speaks, her voice is soft, husky and holds a slight tremor.

"Master what is your biding...?”

 

[nightray]

Ramon

I watch her silently not moving a musical my eyes unblinking, as I take deep breaths of air my heart beating hard and fast from the exertion and the excitement. I finely gather the energy to stand looking down at the girl that I summand hear pain in my heart drove me to this a need to fill the void with in. I know deep down that she will not be a true replacement but per haps she can ease the pain. My eyes finely leaving her moving to the mantel over the fire place a large painting of my love hanging their, it was don when she was in her prim before the inevitable aging that takes humans took first her beauty then her life wile I lived on looking as young as the day I met her.

I close my eyes a single tear escaping from under the lids rolling unnotest down my cheek. I lift my hand then making a small gesger causing the pentagram to flicker out. Now that she is summand she can’t harm me. But to basher I walk to a small round marble table resting next to the chair that the cat is still curled up in refusing to egnoleg me. I smile faintly as I take an elegant looking caller from the table gold symbols etched in to the black leather shimmer in the light. I look at the caller unblinking for a time then I turn back to the being steal kneeling where I left her.

I move to her slowly my eyes drinking in her elegant form every curve perfect most any man would give his soul to have but a kiss from her. “Lift your hear up out of the way.” I say in a soft but commanding voice confident that I would be obeyed. I watch as she quickly moves her hands up pulling her heir up away form her neck exposing the clean arch of it to me ready for anything whether it is a kiss or a cutting blade.

I slowly place the caller around her neck closing the clasp hearing it snap closed the symbols on the soft leather glowing brightly as they lock the caller on so only I can ever take it off now. Thunder rumbles over head as the symbols slowly fade back to a normal glint. I then cup her chin in my hand tilting her head up looking her in the eyes. I lean down and gently kiss her forehead taking in a deep breath threw my nostrils saving her sent. I straiten then.

”My biding.” I say softly no more then a whisper barley audible above the thunder out side. “Well I don’t know what my biding is my pet, I didn’t know I was going to summon you until... well until I did.” I chuckle softly a deep pain plain in the tone. My finger gently traces the outline of her cheek barley touching it. Some thing undefined in my eyes as I look in to her eyes wishing there was something in them some sine of life. I know she’s intelligent I made sheer of that but theirs just something missing…

I tilt my head as I hear the faint ringing of my phone I grimes briefly before shrugging it off who ever it is they can wait. “I suppose I should tell you about me.” I straiten and walk back to the large thorn like chair picking up the cat taking my seat. “Com kneel before me.” I say softly my eyes back on the fire. “Ask any thing don’t be afraid of angering me I will let you know if I don’t wish to talk about it.” The corners of my lips curl up slightly as I lean my head back agenst the back of the chair my hand idly stroking the cat easily getting him to start purring once agene.

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

She

She kneels her eyes downcast as He stands.
She knows His eyes are upon her.
She is aware of every movement, every breath and yet she does not understand the emotion behind his scrutiny of her.

He walks away.
Her limbs long to rise and follow, but he has not given her permission to do so.
Hers is merely to follow his command.
And so she waits.
Seconds? Minutes?
Time has no meaning for her.
She merely holds herself in readiness, readiness for His bidding.

“Lift your hair up out of the way.”

Her hands move automatically in response to that deeply resonant voice.
The run through her hair, scalp to end and begin to gather the long, thick, dark tresses.
Winding the hair carefully, she lifts its weight holding it clear of her alabaster skin.
Her neck is exposed to Him.
Offering back the perfection He has created.
Her head remains bowed … waiting.

The cold weight of the collar as it is placed around her neck causes her body to tremble as the downy hairs rise once more covering the surface of her skin to sensitive bumps.
It is a response she does not understand.
Nor does she understand the glow the warm touch of His hand causes as he gently guides her to tip her face upwards.

The thunder echoes in her ears.
The heavy restriction of the symbol-clad leather heightens her awareness of every inclination of the head.
The touch of his lips on her skin causes her lips to part soundlessly.
Her pulse races at the affectionate token of His possession.

”My bidding...”

Her eyes meet his as she hangs on his words.
Her senses are full of his touch, his voice, his very breath.
She looks upwards expectantly.

“Well I don’t know what my bidding is my pet, I didn’t know I was going to summon you until... well until I did.”

The sound that emanates from him is heavy with emotion.
She starts as the contradiction of pain and mirth, battle within her own form.
His pain is hers, His happiness …
Again a gentle touch, a searching … a regret …
She experiences all his emotions, the tumult incomprehensible and yet this empathy strengthens the bond between her T/them.

“I suppose I should tell you about me.”

She remains knelt, her eyes following His actions as he walks away and moves to sit in comfort.

“Come kneel before me.”

The instruction is clear, but His attention is no longer upon her.

“Ask anything don’t be afraid of angering me I will let you know if I don’t wish to talk about it.”

Wordlessly, she sinks forward to hands and knees and crawls gracefully across to sit at the chair where Her Creator favours another being with His attention.
Her head is bowed, the dark mane tumbling about her shoulders once more.
She eases as close to her feet as she dare, as close as possible without touching Him.
She kneels, straightening her back, the better to present her body to Him, but her eyes are averted as she fights the longing to see His face once more.

”Master …”

Her voice is soft and tentative.

”As you command … please … tell me about yourself. Tell me what it is I must do … to ease Your burden … “

She hesitates as He reacts, flinching at the pain she knows is deep within Him.

”… such heaviness … I wish to please You … tell me Master … for what reason was I created?”

Her voice is softly pleading, her head raises slowly as she dares to cast a look at him from beneath dark hooded lashes.

 

[nightray]

Ramon

My hand stops its idle scratching of my cat as she speaks, my eyes shutting with the pain that shoats threw me as images of my love flash threw my mind. I take a deep breath trying to find the words to explain. I open my eyes as the raven perched over my head speaks “Tonya, Tonya.” The name digging in to me her name echoing over and over. I reach up absently and gently smooth the large black birds belly feathers.

“Yes my friend I suppose that she is the reason I summand this one.” I say softy my tone low and distant. “You see my pet.” I say opening my eyes looking at her, once agene my full attention on her. “Tonya was my love the only person that understood and accepted what I am with out question…” I pos my eyes moving back to the portrait. “You see I’m…” I hesitate trying to finned the words. “I’m cursed well by my view of things. I have power great power I’ve mastered the magic’s that any human can and I’ve learned the once that no mortal should know, but in the prose’s I lost my mortality.”

I pos once agene thinking my hand idol on the cat now deep in thought looking at the portrait but not seeing it my eyes seeing things that no human should ever see. I sought the power out, and I survived the painful price of power but, that pain however is as nothing to that of Tonya’s memory. All the power I have and I could not save her from ever grinding weal of time. I attempted to stop her from aging but I couldn’t she was to fragile for the spells if I had tried them she would have dyed or wers gown mad.

I blink and turn my eyes back to the girl my eyes catching and holding hers as she watches me form lowered eyelashes. My hand reaches out to her agene gently ever so gently caressing her cheek the touch light as a feather. “I lost the one I loved to time it stole her away.” I blink slowly my eyes locked on her face. “I created you to be a companyon threw time to be some one that I don’t have to weary about dying of old age.” I let the smallest of smiles touch my lips. “I need some one to help fill the emptiness with in me. Even in this vast world of milluns of people I dare not let any close for I know they will dye, and I don’t want to face that pain agene.”

I close my eyes letting my fingers rest on her cheek feeling the warmth coming from her, the softness of her skill like silk. My finger tips move in small circler movements in an absent ceress. For a moment I forget about her as I loos my self in the memories once agene. The thunder of the storm out side radilling the windows lightning illuminating the room in short dazzling bursts.

My cat steers on my lap lifting his head looking over at the girl kneeling before me; he stands on my lap stretching with a large yawn. He then moves closer to her sniffing the air curiosity filling his emerald green eyes. Intelligence plain in the depths giving away that this cat is more then what he seems. He playfully reaches out and paws at the girls cheek opiset my hand. I open my eyes slowly my smile growing just a bit as I see my cats’ cereosity.

“His name is Shadowpaws.” I say softy my voice tinged with a hint of hummer. “He’s a good friend he’s helped me keep my sanity quite a few times now.” I move my fingers from her face to the tope of his head scratching it gently then moving my hand down his back feeling him arch in to my touch peering louder. He lays back down contented his eyes still on the girl watching her curiously. He’s seen me summon many things good bad and indifferent but he’s never seen one like this.

I look back at the girl her questions still in my mind. “About me…” I say agene still a bit hesitant talking about it fore Tonya is the only one I ever told every thing to other then my raven and cat, but then they saw my life first hand nearly form the beginning. “This isn’t easy for me I’m not used to talking about my self.” My hand moves back to her forehead gently moving a stray strand of her hair back in to place. “You want to pleas me to make me happy…” I pos tilting her head up so I can look in to her eyes once agene. “I don’t rely know how you can, but I’m sheer you will, already you are comforting me just to have some one so near me is comfort after being alone for so long.” I blink slowly as my eyes move from her eyes taking in her body once agene.

“What ells would you know my pet? Ask.”

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

She

“Tonya, Tonya.”

The name sears through her soul as His pain cuts deep.
It is not her name he speaks. It is another He names.
One who means much more.

“You see my pet.”

Her eyes raise as He calls, eyes and souls locking once more.

“Tonya was my love the only person that understood and accepted what I am with out question…”

She watches His eyes drift away once more.
She listens to His words but it is the sharing of His pain, His anguish that enables her to begin to understand why she was created.
She longs to take away those sensations, yet does not know how.

His touch upon her cheek is gentle.
Again her body warms and reacts.
Can He sense her reactions as she does Him?

“I lost the one I loved to time it stole her away.”

She holds her breath as his eyes reach into her.

“I created you to be a companion threw time to be some one that I don’t have to weary about dying of old age.
I need some one to help fill the emptiness with in me.
Even in this vast world of milluns of people I dare not let any close for I know they will dye, and I don’t want to face that pain again.”

During his words, she has eased closer, straining to comfort Him, yet not daring.
His touch is light. Her breath exhales slowly under His attention.
His touch so calming that she does not react to the flashes and rumbles that congregate about them.
The cat reaches and places a velvet pad upon her cheek.
She smiles softly at the touch.
Kneeling silent and still offering herself up to Those who she hopes will accept her, her Master and his pets.
Those she hopes will show her what her how to serve Him.

“His name is Shadowpaws.”

The voice informs.

“He’s a good friend he’s helped me keep my sanity quite a few times now.”

She raises her eyes and watches her Creator as he pets His companion.
Everything about Him is gentle and yet commanding.
Yet Every gesture is tinged with sadness.

“About me… This isn’t easy for me I’m not used to talking about my self.”

She remains wordless, the merest nod of acknowledgement.

“You want to please me to make me happy…”

The nod is more pronounced this time.

“I don’t really know how you can, but I’m sure you will, already you are comforting me just to have some one so near me is comfort after being alone for so long.”

She smiles, a soft upturning as she aches to ease those emotions, His emotions that feel so raw within her own body.

“What ells would you know my pet? Ask.”

She drops her eyes, nervously, then looks up once more.

”You created me, Master. Am I …
Did you recreate Her … Tonya …?”

She whispers the name reverently and braces herself for his anger.
But he does not lash out at her.
She looks up once more.

”Do you wish me to learn to be Her?“

Her voice tremors.
As yet, she knows she is but an empty being.
How she is shaped, must surely be her Creator’s decision.

”Or am I to be a new companion … one you can grow to …”

She halts.
She cannot name the emotion.
What is it she wishes her Master to feel about her?

She shakes her head and lowers it.
She is a shell.
Surely he cannot give her a soul, teach her about emotions, bring that spark to her, which would show in her eyes?

She mumbles a pardon, confused by the heaviness that fills her; a sadness that does not originate from the Creator seated before her.

”Your pardon … I … “

Her hair grazes his leg as she hangs her head a tremor running through her naked body as she senses her own unworthiness.

 

[nightray]

Ramon

I look down at her, her words having shocked me some what then I realize truly realize for the first time that she is confused as to her perppess that she truly has no sense of being. I frown thinking as I feel her tremor as she lowers her head. I gently run my fingers threw her hear trying to comfort her my hand acquired even if they are gentile its been so long sins I’ve treed to comfort any one.

“My pet you are your one being, I would not try to shape you as Tonya it would not be fair to ether of use, to even try such a thing.” My fingers gently ceres her head my affection plain thou it’s more that of a master of a fevered pet. “My pet my sweet pet I will teach you and let you grow as you are meant to with free will for the most part, there are rules and there are consequences for braking them but the choice is yours you just need to remember that you will have to pay the price. Every thing has a price of some sort you just need to know if the price is worth the action.” I tilt my head slightly. “I will teach you all that you are able to learn. That should be much as I made you, so the arts should be almost second neater to you.” I smile faintly. “You will be my aprentus in many things but you shall always be my pet before all ells.”

My hand gently moves down her cheek cupping her chin and lifting her eyes back to mine my eyes probing her searching. “I know you are a vessel empty but you can be field it remains to be seen what you shall be field with.”

My fingers gently move over her face tracing her nose moving over her eyelids before dipping to her full lips softly moving over them feeling her breath as they part expectantly at my touch. I shift in my seat as I truly take in her perfection I saw it before but now it truly sinks in. I feel tingles run up my arm coming from where my fingers barley touch her skin soft almost silken.

“You are sweet so very sweet.” I say softly almost too soft to be herd. My eyes moving over her body. I blink then and focus my gaze back on her eyes. “I will supply you with cloths tomorrow, you wont need them wile we are alone, but many of my gests would not approve and some would think it was a sine that privileges would be aloud.” I chuckle softly at that mirth and an odd harness in my eyes at the thought of some one trying to take advantage of her already I’m growing protective of her with out concisely knowing. “I would not have that not yet any way not unless that’s what you tern out to truly enjoy, but that sort of thing is too soon to see as of yet.” I watch her face seeing her confutation. “Don’t wary about that now I’m getting way ahead of my self I think.” My voice soft promising my guiduns just by its tone

“As to the rest of your question you will be my companyon, and as to whether I grow to…” I trail off then just looking in to her eyes. “Well that too will have to wait to be seen wont it.” I say simply my voice almost distant as vague thoughts of betraying my love surfaces. I push them down thou knowing that its been fifty years sins her death I’ve spent that entire time in this house morning, it’s time more then time to move on to live agene. My vast estates and the large company’s that I own or am a meager share holder in have gong to long with out my guldens hand.

I smile down at my pet letting my self drift in her eyes there emptiness begging to be field to have life blown in to them. The emptiness there seeming vast almost imposabot to imagine being able to start the spark in them. I know I can do it thou for her sake and mine I will do it no mater what it takes.

What I did to summon her is something that many consider to be evil to create as if you were the creator him self, many say to even attempt it is to be ripped apart by he’s wrath. I tried knowing this hoping to ether gain one such as her or to be ripped apart ether would have ended my pain. Now as I look in to her eyes I know that there is still danger those same that think this to be evil would try to kill me now if they learn of this. Others may try to take her from me to gain what power she may poses that they do not or can not. I know the dangers but they are worth the price I know deep down that she will make me proud she will grow and… I stop that line of thinking not ready for it yet but deep down I hope.

My finger moves under her chin tilting her head up farther as I lean down and gently kiss her lips brushing them barely touching them like that of a feathers caress. My hand moving back up to cupping her cheek as I lean back in my chair. I see her straining not to touch me though she obviously wants to. My finger gently moves to the tip of her nose resting there for a moment.

“You may touch me pet wile we are alone you need not ask permutation but when I have company you must ask first. Understand?” My voice soft as I watch her eyes. “That is one of the rules you will fallow. One other is that the caller around your neck.”. Must Never come off Ever.” My voice emphasizing those wards. I trace the leather collar softly as I speak the symbols glowing at my touch dragons appearing in them seeming to be righthing as if alive. “It serves two purposes; the first is that it will always allow me to find you no matter where you are in the world even in other dimensions. The second is when you learn to use your powers it will amplify them.” I smile as I say this pride in my work the perfection of it matching her perfectly.

I hold up my right hand showing her a ring with a blood red stone set in gold and silver, dragons entwined around it. “This ring dos the same it amplifies my power and it will allow you to find me where ever I am once you learn to use your powers.” I tilt my head watching her face making sheer she understands.

I look up as silents settles over my home the storm having broken the only sound now coming from the fire and are breathing. I look over at the window seeing a clearing night sky. I nod slowly the storm is leaving now that the magic’s that had distorted the balance of this area dissipates. I watch as the stars begin to reaper one by one. I look back at my pet watching her closely wondering what she was thinking whether she understood what I was talking about. I know she’s intelligent or at least has the potential to be so. I would not have it any other way interlaces is crucial or I would grow board with her and she would become little more then a slave suited only for meanel jobs. I want some one I can truly talk to not talk at.

“You need a name I think.” I say softly tilting my head. “Do you already have one or shall I give you one?” I ask softy.

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

She

His hand reaches out and she tenses, but the touch is light and soothing.
His fingers move lightly across her head, smoothing her hair.
His touch stills the tumult of emotions within her.

“My pet you are your one being, I would not try to shape you as Tonya it would not be fair to ether of use, to even try such a thing.”

She listens attentively, head still bowed.
She is to be a being separate, like those He draws near to him.
They too speak, reach out to offer solace companionship.
She too is to be such, His pet.

“My pet my sweet pet I will teach you and let you grow as you are meant to with free will for the most part, there are rules and there are consequences for braking them but the choice is yours you just need to remember that you will have to pay the price. Every thing has a price of some sort you just need to know if the price is worth the action.”

Rules … she knows she cannot help but obey her Master.
Free will and consequences?
She does not understand what it is He offers her.
She hazards a glance, before lowering her eyes once more as He speaks.

“I will teach you all that you are able to learn. That should be much as I made you, so the arts should be almost second neater to you.
You will be my apprentice in many things but you shall always be my pet before all ells.”

His hand is at her chin and prompts her to look up at Him.
In her confusion she has concentrated on her own emotions and not His.
She meets his eyes, expecting censure and yet His touch is tender.
From Him she senses only gentleness and favour.
A longing to be perfect for Him fills her.

“I know you are a vessel empty but you can be filled it remains to be seen what you shall be field with.”

She hears the promise in His words and remains immobile, mesmerised as his fingers move over her face, the touch almost magical awaking as nerves pulse and every minute hair stands on end aroused and given life by his tender touch.
The tingle that runs through her body makes her shiver visibly.
She can no longer tell if the emotion originates in herself, or her Master.

He murmurs words, indistinct, yet confirming His approval.
A frisson of intense inexplicable emotion passes between them and then He withdraws.

“I will supply you with clothes tomorrow, you wont need them while we are alone, but many of my guests would not approve and some would think it was a sign that privileges would be allowed.”

She smiles at the sound that lightens His soul, but His words make no sense to her.

“I would not have that not yet any way not unless that’s what you tern out to truly enjoy, but that sort of thing is too soon to see as of yet.”

Her eyes search His.
Should she ask for explanation?

“Don’t worry about that now I’m getting way ahead of my self I think.”

She nods, content to be led by her Master.

“As to the rest of your question you will be my companion, and as to whether I grow to…”

She meets his eyes, then lowers her gaze, sensing the conflict of emotion within Him.

“Well that too will have to wait to be seen wont it.”

She nods once more, remaining thus as the emotions swirl within Him.
So many feelings … so complex … she merely lets them wash over her, content just to share His torment, though she cannot know as yet how to offer comfort.

His touch once more dispels the heaviness.
She raises her head obediently and shivers at the soft touch of lip on lip.
Again a soft touch to the cheek, the nose, as if assuring Himself that the sensitivity He has awoken has indeed brought her delicate skin to life.
Her tremor and sharp intake of breath shows Him of His success.
The need to reach out to Him fills her as she watches Him draw back into the chair.

“You may touch me pet while we are alone you need not ask permission but when I have company you must ask first. Understand?”

She smiles in anticipation and nods solemnly.

“That is one of the rules you will follow.
One other is that the collar around your neck must Never come off Ever.”

Again the nod and the softly spoken words.

”Yes Master.”

Her face is upturned, concentrating on his words, words that tell of a power beyond her imaginings and a promise that the collar will ensure He can always find her.

“This ring does the same it amplifies my power and it will allow you to find me where ever I am once you learn to use your powers.”

Again she nods. It is clear that the collar must not be removed.

”Yes Master”

Her voice is soft, yet firm.
She smiles basking in His approbation.
The storm has passed, even as the torrent of emotion.
Her face is upturned as her mind goes over all He has said, His words, His commands.
A stillness fills her.

“You need a name I think.. Do you already have one or shall I give you one?”

She smiles and gracefully draws nearer to Him.
Still on her knees, she reaches out tentatively and lays her hands upon his thighs, thrilling at the muscular warmth that emanates into her hands.
She is a being in her own right.
He has given her permission to touch Him when they are along.
He has offered her a name, a separate identity.

”Kiandra”

The name springs unbidden from her mouth.
She blinks as if surprised, but sees approval on His face.
Her arms wrap about his legs as she draws near, pressing her body adoringly against His bulk.

”May I be called … Kiandra Master?”

She speaks softly entreating him.

”If it pleases you to do so …”

She whispers, moving her head forward to rest timidly against His knee.

” … Master … “

OOC Note:

Kiandra – knowledgeable woman / understanding
Short / pet form - Kiki

 

[nightray]

Ramon

I smile as she speaks her name my smile growing as I recognize it, and see the surprise on her face obviously not thinking of the name until she spoke it. I nod my approval of it as she rapes her arms around my legs hugging me close to her naked form her warmth feeling good agenst me. My hands gently rest on her head as she lays it on my knees her affection for me plain, her need to pleas me, and happiness of my approval obvious on her face.

“That is a very nice name my pet my Kiandra.” The name comes from my lip smoothly as if I’ve been calling her buy name for a very long time. My tone seeming to cures the name as I utter it.

Shadowpaws butts his head aggenst her head urging her to pet him feeling a bit left out. I chuckle softly at his attempt at making her feel more at home. I run my right hand threw the short black hair of his back as he sniffs her hear.

“Kiandra, Kiandra, Pretty.” Comes from over my head as my other friend speaks his approval of the name.

“It seems that my two companions approve as well my sweet one.” I say softly my voice tinged with amusement. “It seems you have one them over already.” I Smile fondly down at her as shadowpaws playfully swats at a lock of her hair.

I tilt my head slightly “Well now that I know your name you may as well know mine.” I say my lips still slightly turned up in more of a smile then I’ve given any one sins Tonya’s death. “My name is Lord Ramon Shadowhawlk.” I say simply my voice low agene as if falling beck in to deep thought. I haven’t told any one my full true name no one except Tonya. “Most people now a day's just know me as Ramon though.” You may call me Master Ramon or just Master when alone or in company with once who understand this sort of thing. There are those that we will encounter that would not under stand you calling me Master. So when we are in public call me Sr. and every one ells is to be called ether Sir or Mam unless other wise instructed.”

I tilt my head as my left hand continues to move threw her thick silken hair, my finger idly twisting it now and then. “Such nice hair.” I say absently loosing my self in the softness of it the way it moves in waves as I play with it. It seems to glison darkly in the fire light as black as the raves fathers with the same sheen to it.

“Stand my pet let me get a better look at you.” Though my voice is soft the hint of command is in it though not necessary it comes naturally to me. My smile is encouraging as my eyes watch you seeming to be drink you in thirstily.

My eyes take her in from head to foot noting everything stopping at the thick thatch between her legs the pink lips peaking out at me invitingly. “That won’t do my pet I will need to shave that.” I say as my hands move to the sweet flower gently running threw the thick black hair nestled between her long muscular legs.

I take a deep breath as her sent emanates from the flower between her thighs the sent welcoming and inviting. My finger then moves down the inside of her thigh caressing softly feeling the goosbumbs forming as I do so. The strength under the layer of fat evident to my sensitive fingers. Just by looking one could not tell that her legs could easily carry her for miles with out effort. She is physically stranger then she looks witch is good for she will need it.

I lean forward slightly my eyes drinking in the sight before me as my hand explores slowly getting to know my pets’ body better.

With my hands I gently erg her to turn for me my finger tips lightly tracing her skin as she do’s. I smile as I see her delicious ass come in to view not to big not to small. Her long lugereus hair ending just above the swell of her hips. Her hair cascading down her back in waves as she moves the glison from it entrancing. My fingers gently curess the round orbs of her ass as my hands move to each check pressing them apart letting me see the puckered orifice hidden there. I tilt my head examining it letting my finger run down the crack gently pressing against the opening.

“Very nice.” I say softly almost to my self. “Very nice indeed.”

I erg her to turn once agene my hands moving up over her abdomen this time, circling her bellybutton my finger beryl torching almost teasing her with the lightness of there caress as they move up to the underside of her right breast moving around it ending between them. My finger tips gently resting there feeling her heart beat as I look up in to her eyes watching her reaction to my inspection and touch.

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

I am ... Kiandra ...

”Kiandra … Kiandra … Kiandra … “

The name is like a chant about me.
I have been a form, a creation, a being …
My Master names me and calls me, bringing me to birth.

“That is a very nice name my pet my Kiandra.”

He affirms my identity as I lay my head in His lap, my arms clinging to His legs.
His hand on my hand blesses me with approbation.
A sense of belonging fills me.
A head rubs against me followed by a playful paw, whilst above us the dark one repeats my name.

“Kiandra, Kiandra, Pretty.”

I am Kiandra. My Master’s pet.
I am at peace with what I am, what I will become.

“It seems that my two companions approve as well my sweet one.
It seems you have won them over already.”

Master’s heart is light. I have pleased him. It is all I wish.

“Well now that I know your name you may as well know mine.”

I raise my head, attentive to His words.

”My name is Lord Ramon Shadowhawlk. Most people now a day's just know me as Ramon though.”

There is a sadness as He speaks. I move my hand along his thigh, stroking, soothing, offering comfort, not knowing how else to give ease.

”You may call me Master Ramon or just Master when alone or in company with once who understand this sort of thing. There are those that we will encounter that would not under stand you calling me Master. So when we are in public call me Sr. and every one else is to be called either Sir or Ma’am unless other wise instructed.”

I nod and whisper, … yes Master …” then close my eyes feeling a warmth course through my body as His hand moves through my hair.

“Such nice hair.”

His approval thrills me.

“Stand my pet let me get a better look at you.”

Eager to please, I unfold myself and raise gracefully from my position on the floor.
My eyes flit upwards to meet His smile and then avert respectfully, submitting to Master’s inspection. His eyes travel over all of my body. I feel a shiver run through me, an emotion I do not understand. I do not fear him and yet my body trembles.

“That won’t do my pet I will need to shave that.”

My eyes fly to His, not understanding the cause of his displeasure.
His hands move between my legs and trail amongst the hair making me murmur softly.
I bite my lip and try to remain silent, not wanting Master to be angered.

On and on Master’s hands move along my skin.
His touch is magical and seems to cast a spell giving me an awareness of every nerve ending as my fine hairs stand on end and my body is covered in goosebumps.
Silently I move as Master positions me.
Obedience comes naturally, but it becomes more and more difficult to remain silent as I submit to Master’s touches.
My back, my ass, every curve and mound and hole are touched, inspected, stimulated and brought to life.

“Very nice… Very nice indeed.”

I sense as well as hear His approval, his pride.

Only when He turns me one more time and attends to my abdomen do I feel a sharp a quiver that makes me gasp breathlessly.
Testing me further, Master moves his hands upwards to touch and caress until finally catching the peak of my breast and trapping the rosy tip between his finger tips.
A stab of heat courses through my body.
Despite my struggle for control I moan softly and watch amazed as my soft pink flesh hardens and deepens to strain beyond His fingertips.

”Master..?”

The word pleads for forgiveness, for understanding.

"SSShhhhh."

With one word Master silences and soothes.
I have no understanding of this power He bestows on me and yet my trust is total.

He nods slightly as His eyes hold mine as he moves his finger tips to roll my aching buds.

”Master… “

Again a breathless moan escapes me despite my efforts not to displease.
A hand at each sensitive orb, he imprisons each tip and rewards my outburst with a sharp tug on each sensitive peak.
Again my body rocks as a heat overwhelms me.
I am stunned with the intense sensation.
I long for more at His hands.

Between my legs, my core seems to be melting, the moisture seeping from between my pink folds.
His power, the magic of His touch makes me tremble.

Still I do not understand what enchantment this is and yet long to submit to my Master’s power.

 

[nightray]

Ramon

I watch her eyes as my fingers play with her nipples rolling and gently pulling on them feeling the heat from her body increasing as her breaths com quicker. A red glow coming to her skin as her excitement grows the sent of her drifting up from her dampening flower between her legs. I let a slight smile appear on my lips as I play with her nipples her confusion apparent as these new feelings bombard her newly made body for the first time.

My right hand moves slowly down her breast over her abdomen my touch gentile as I move down to where her warmth is spreading from gently moving over the puffy lips as they grow a darker red with her excitement. The dampness of her sex exciting me as my fingers run over her slit pressing slowly in to it parting outer lips slightly. I find her little nub feeling it throbbing with her increasing pulse the sound of her gasp loud in my ears as I rub it softly.

Shadowpaws jumps down off my lap as I move closer to my new pet my lips moving to her free nipple as my other hand cups and kneads the oppeset breast. My lips part slowly as my tong comes out flicking over the tip of her bud eliciting a gasp from her lush lips. I feel her trembling as my fingers slide to the opening of her sex sliding easily in past her folds the heat intense and her sent growing thicker in my knows. My eyes remain locked on her face watching her react to the new feelings.

I let her nipple slide in to my mouth suckling on it as my fingers explore her depths my thumb rubbing her clit I feel the tremors running threw her body as the new feelings explode threw it. My eyes watch her face as my fingers work in her, and my tong flicks over her tender nipple my teeth grazing over it gently. I watch as the collar in her face grows darker as she has a harder and harder time standing still.

My lips move from her nipple moving down the curve of her breast stopping in the valley between. Sucking on the sensitive skin there tasting the sweet of her excitement my teeth grazing over her skin sending more shivers threw her. The other nipple still trapped by my left hand my finger rolling and pulling on it.

I slowly withdraw my fingers from her depths as I lean back bringing her juices up to my nose taking a deep breath I let her sent fill me. I open my lips bringing my first finger to my mouth suckling her honey off of it. I then bring my medal finger up to her lips gently pressing it past shuddering softly as I feel her suckle on it her tong raping around it getting every bit of her juices.

“You like?” I ask softly my voice think with my excitement my eye locked on hers as my slowly with draw my finger from her mouth to let her speak.

As I wait for her answer I bring my right hand back down to her center my fingers sliding in easily once agene. I gently move my leg between hers nudging her legs farther apart allowing my fingers to slide even farther up until they hit a barrier. I stop there probing at it a bit before pull out slowly a look of surprise on my face then contentment as I would have it no other way I just didn’t expect it.

“It seems my pet you are a virgin but then why am I surprised.” I chuckle softly. “I know my touch is exiting you my pet. Would you like me to continue to show you more? Or would you like me to show you the house? I give you that choice.” I smile softly at her as my left hand continues to work on her breast needing it softly.

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

Kiandra

I stand trembling as my Master unleashes his sensual power over me. His eyes capture mine, emotion giving my eyes form, colour, expression…
No longer an empty void, Master fills my soul with sensations, feelings, yearnings, none of which I can understand or control.
It is He who conjures and creates.
His fingers, his touch directs the birth of my identity.

His fingers … playing … rolling ... pulling …
Their touch on my breasts giving them a heaviness … an aching … a fiery trail sparks from them down to that heated moist centre between my legs.

And then his mouth descends and he tastes, his hot wet mouth surrounding and suckling.
I struggle for control. The battle one I am fast losing.
I want so much to please, to merely be, to offer the body Master has created for His pleasure and yet …

It is the sensation of his fingers stroking between the heated furnace between my legs that makes me exclaim.
My eyes widen, afraid that I have displeased my Master that I have acted without permission and yet his eyes are soft, his mouth curved in a smile. I sigh assured by his approbation, the soft sound followed immediately by a sharper exclamation.
My head spins, I feel my insides flutter and clasp uncontrollably as Master eases his finger deeper … deeper … impossibly deep …
I watch, eyes lowered as his fingers seem to sink inside me.
And all the time a dull ache, turns to a throb and to a fire as his fingers take possession of me.

My body rocks, my knees feel weak. Surely Master has cast some spell upon me that will make me collapse, only to burn up completely.
My breathing quickens… panting… wide eyed … fear… arousal… incomprehension … my eyes plead for reassurance … understanding … but I realise I need neither.
I only wish to please Him.
To be what He wishes.

His fingers are coated with juices that surely come from my centre.
I watch as He inhales the aroma, tastes and savours.
His smile shows appreciation.
I lean forward as He offers a finger to my mouth.
My lips surround His offering .. my tongue surrounding.. lapping … tasting…

“You like?”

I smile amazed at the question, that He should wish me to enjoy the taste.

”Yes Master … “

I respond watching his finger as he retracts it.

”I like that it pleases You even more … “

I tell him shyly, the soft comment punctuated with a breathless gasp as His fingers enter me, swiftly, determinedly this time.
I lower my eyes to take in the sight of His hand between my legs.
He parts my legs wider. A soft whimper escapes my lips as He pushes deeper … incredibly deep.

He freezes.
My eyes fly to His face wondering why He has stopped.
But His expression is unreadable … not displeasure …

“It seems my pet you are a virgin but then why am I surprised.”

The words are meaningless, but the low rumble of his laughter and his smile tell me this is something that pleases Him.

“I know my touch is exiting you my pet. Would you like me to continue to show you more?
Or would you like me to show you the house? I give you that choice.”

His smile heats me more than all those sensual touches.
Master’s favour fills me with joy.

”Master …”

I gasp breathlessly, the touch of His fingers making it difficult to focus.

”I would wish You to show me everything to teach me what it is I must do to please You … but … “

I hesitate and continue honestly.

”I fear that if You continue to … to cast this spell over my body … it will ... prove too much … “

I blush with shame and avert my eyes, knowing further explanation is necessary.

”Please forgive me Master…”

I beg Him softly.

”… but Your touch excites me so … I fear I would fail to stand silent and still as is my place …”

I raise My eyes to His, pleading for His patience and understanding.

 

[nightray]

Master Ramon

I smile softly at my pet words as my fingers contuse there work moving slowly in and out of her sweet flower her esens flowing over them as I slowly finger her. My words com slowly and softly as my eyes watch her every movement and I lesson to her every sound closely. “Pet my sweet pet I am not casting any spells what you are feeling is quit natural and apart of whom you are. You can very easily bring the same feelings to me and you will in time I will teach you how to please me but to know how to pleas me you must first know how to pleas your self to under stand the plesher that you will bring me to better serve me.” My voice is soft and comforting as I talk my eyes never leaving her face.

I slowly pull my finger from her heated depths my hands going to her hips lifting her easily in to the air having her put her feet on ether side of my legs on my large throne like chare thus bringing her sex even with my face. I look up at her past her heaving breasts as I feel her trembling trying to stay on her feat. I smile understanding up at her as my hand move up and down her legs savoring the smooth feel of her hot skin.

“Hold on to the back of the chair pet steady your self with it I will hold you up until I am don.” My words com out in a husky lust filled tone. As my pet raven flaps his wings flying to another perch watching are ever move.

With that sed I take firm hold of her hips supporting her easily as my face gross closer and closer to the dripping outer lips of her sweet sex my mouth watering with the anticipated taste of it. I part my lips letting my tong slid out slowly pressing agenst the swollen flesh of her sex shivering at the taste flooding over my tong as it moves playfully and teasingly over her sex.

I breath in deeply letting here sent sefeus my being until she is all I can smell letting her become apart of me bring her with in my being and savoring it. My tong slowly moves to the slit of her puffy lips sliding up it flicking over the hood witch is hiding her sensitive nub teasing it. I smile as she shivers more leaning agenst the tome of the char as my hands are the only ting holding her up now. I then slowly push my tong past the outer lips letting it sink deeper with in her flicking in and out like a serpents tong lapping up her rich cuntil josses. The nectar of the gods savoring every drop of her. I slowly let my tong slid up her slit my thumbs pulling on her outer lips allowing me better access as my tong searches for the nub the thing that will push her over.

My eyes never leaving her face compelling her to watch me demanding silently that she not close her eyes to witness what I do to better understand what is happening to her. My biceps bulge as they hold her wait up easily. My tong flicking closer and closer to the hard throbbing center of her ecstasy knowing that it must be aching to be touched by now.

My tong finely finds it poking out of the hood that normally hides it form the world but now with its excitement it reaches out for stimulation from my touch. I let my tong lightly flick over it once twice barley touching it but still feeling the heat of it as it throbs. My ears filled with the sweet sounds of my pet’s plesher as my tong finely lashes her clit harder before my mouth closes over it suckling on it as it had been doing to her nipples above.

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

OOC:

Hiya,

I'm sorry it's been so long ... but I've had a few problems and taken a time to get back to this.

I'm not certain if the following post fits exactly, but I hope it will give you a link to continue with the story.

Thank you for your PMs and for being so patient!

*huggs*

Mari x

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

Kiandra

His smile is reassuring. His fingers move inside me.
I control my reactions by llistening attentively to His words.

“Pet my sweet pet I am not casting any spells what you are feeling is quite natural and a part of whom you are.
You can very easily bring the same feelings to me and you will in time … ”

My eyes widen, wondering how I will be able to give these feelings to my Master …

”I will teach you how to please me but to know how to please me you must first know how to please yourself to understand the pleasure that you will bring me to better serve me.”

I nod, a whispered, ”Yes Master … “ leaving my lips is hardly heard and followed immediately by a soft gasp as Master withdraws his finger from me. I allow Master to position me, lifting me, raising me to Him. My breath catches, there mere act of Master arranging me so my now heated centre is close to his face making me tremble unexpectedly.

My voice is soft and comforting as I talk my eyes never leaving her face.
Even as I tremble, Master smiles, showing me that my reaction does not displease him.
His hands move, stroking, leaving a trail of sweet sensation.

“Hold on to the back of the chair pet steady your self with it I will hold you up until I am done.”

I nod and hold tightly to the chair, not knowing what to expect.
The touch of Master’s tongue so intimately against my heated centre makes me cry out softly.
Such heat as my sex seems to flood, teased, licked, stimulated…
My soft whimpers grow as Master’s fingers move to open my up, His licks increasing in pace and depth.

”Ohhh… Master…. “

I exclaim helplessly, my knuckles white as I grasp at the chair, my head spinning.
My eyes search His in confusion. I see His pleasure as O/our eyes lock.
His gaze holds mine.
My cheeks flaming, my breathing rapid, my eyes widen, my head tipping back with a moan as his tongue makes me quiver.
Strong hands draw me closer to His mouth.
I watch as my Master tastes and feasts on me, until finally I cry out, my hips rocking towards His hungry mouth.

”Master?!?!”

My cry is panicked as I realise my control is about to be lost.
I plead to him for explanation, for permission to pursue this strange pleasure that seems to take over me as I hover on the brink of the unknown …