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 Posted: Sat Mar 25, 2006 4:35 pm
Xavier looked towards the camera that pointed to his body and flashed her a flirty smile. "My name is Xavier Donn ..." His voice was deep and naturally seductive with a slight English accent that made him seem sophisticated and clearly not meant to be a slave. He bowed gently towards the camera where he knew he was being watched then waited for her to come and 'revtrieve' him as if he was some pet.
Xavier respected woman, he always had but the fact that he was a pet to them is what made him angry. He wasn't a pet to anyone and he would teach this Mistress that, if he couldn't let her understand that he wasn't one to control then it was back to the cage for him just like every other time but for now it was important to make a good first impression.
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Posted: Sat Mar 25, 2006 4:42 pm
((Yeah I forgot...got lost in the posts))
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Posted: Sat Mar 25, 2006 4:50 pm
Danica stepped from her office and met Matt at the base of the staircases. She smiled toward him, and motioned for him to come with her. Her heel's clicked against the marble as she approached the front door's. The butler that stood there opened the door for Danica, and there stood the slave that had been sent to her.
"Hello Xavior. My name is Danica, you're welcome to call me that or call my Ms. or madam." She gave a soft smile before turning and calling Rice.
Rice came to her side, the massive dog stood amost to her waist, and with her standing at 5'6" meant the dog was quiet large. She invited the man in and told him to wait there while she sent Rice for another color.
"Xavior, welcome to my home. Rice is going to fetch the collar that you will wear from now on. Please just do me that favor and not argue with it. As I've explained to Matt, You treat me good then you'll be treated good, but treat me like s**t and you might not be so good after me." Danica listened as rice came up behind her.
She took the collar from his mouth, and handed it to Xavier. She then looked to Matt. "Excuse me. Matt this is Xavier, Xavier Matt. Also, Xavier this is Rice, and Rice this is Xavier." The large dark gruffed toward the man, and then remained at Danica's side.
"Matt, go ahead and eat. Your meal should be at the table. Xavier come with me." She turned away from Matt, now listening to Xavier's steps behind her.
Her rounded hips swayed within the dress as she moved from room to room, and again stopped at the base of the stair's.
"Ok.. Please go shower and clean up. Go up the right staircase and then look to your right, the third door on your right is an open room. Clean up, and get dressed in the clothes provided on the bed. Then come down and have a meal. She looked toward him, and then turned away heading into the dining room.
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Posted: Sat Mar 25, 2006 5:01 pm
Matt smiled as he walked with her and met the new slave that he would be getting to know he assumed. Atleast he was a strong looking man instead of the cowering scum that most men had reverted to after enslavement. He smirked and walked into the dining hall.
As soon as he breached the threshold of the door the aroma of warm home cooked food hit him like a large cement block. A goofy smile crossing his face briefly he made his way over to the table and sat down looking at the delicious food on his plate. Rubbing at his eyes for a moment Matt made sure it wasn't a dream and as sure as his name it was real. He felt as if he would cry at the prospect of food but quickly threw that off his mind.
Reaching down and suddenly forgetting what manners even were he took it up in his hands and began to eat everything in sight. At the rate of which he was consuming the meal it wouldn't take long to finish it off and then he would have not a clue as to what he would do after and probably wonder or get in trouble. Then again Matt knew this was the first day and she probably knew that he was expected to be a little rough around the edges after a life of slavery.
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Posted: Sat Mar 25, 2006 5:11 pm
Xavier spoke not a words as introductions made however when she hadned him the collar he made sure to let his fingers graze hers seemingly accidentle. He watched her walk away following her more out of instinct then out of command, her prescence was that of sheer beauty to him though he stood several inches taller then her. He nodded at ehr instructions still not speaking before taking the steps two at a time up the stairs.
Once he entered the third room he closed the door behind himself and stripped fomr his clothes, he had yet to put the collar on and was delaying this action as long as possible. He turned the shower on and waited for the water to heat up, he watched the steam raise into the surrounding air and he stpped in. The water beat against his nude body making him relax, he was so used to teh cold showers they had provided at the slave market that he felt like he could fall asleep from the comforting warmth. He realized after a few moments why he was supposed to be in there and vigurously started washing off the dirt and dead skin cells, he soaped himself up then washed it all off before leaving the shower once more.
A gust of cold air greeted his body as he left the bathroom to change, goosebumps trambled his tanned skin untill he finalyl dried himself off. He slipped into his new clothes then finalle put the collar on, its bulked black leather surrounded his muscular neck almost taking it up entirely. He left the room, his new black clothes hung loosly on his body though when he turned the right way it hugged his toned muscles. He entered the dinning room where he saw his new mistress dissapear into and leaned against the door frame, his chocolate colored eyes gazed upon her gently.
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Posted: Sat Mar 25, 2006 5:12 pm
Danica came gracefully into the eating area, and her eye's almost popped from their socket's as she saw her new slave eating with his hands. She couldn't believe what she was seeing. First he's treating her like nothing, and now he's disrespecting her by not having manner's. She recalled clearly stating that he would need to have manner's. She walked behind him, and removed the plate from infront of him. Knowing that Matt would be upset, Danica began talking.
"Respect my home. Eat with silverware like a man. You're to NEVER eat with your hands unless the particular food call's for it." She smiled and placed silverware onto the plate; Then she slid the plate back infront of him.
She was glad that he enjoyed the food, and hoped that he would enjoy his quaint life her upon her estate. Danica then turned to see the clean cut man that had just came back down the stair's. She smiled as her eye's danced slightly across his body. The chef then exited the kitchen with another full plate meal. Danica motioned toward the seat and then took a seat of her own. The chef carried out a small salad and sandwich for the mistress.
"Please enjoy your meal. After this I'll take you to where you shall be resting for the night. Today will be a pretty easy day so to say. I'll allow you to rest if you want to when we get to the room. She smiled while lifting the small sandwich into her mouth and chewing the snack.
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Posted: Sat Mar 25, 2006 5:24 pm
Seeing the plate removed he knew it was her standing behind him but he didn't turn or act suprised or even aggrivated. He leaned back in his chair lifting the two front legs off the ground using his own for support and just smiled. He also felt a second pair of eyes he contributed to the new slave who hadn't seemed to much of a talker. Matt then looked back his gaze resting upon each person in turn before returning to the far wall and leaving them both out of sight again.
"Well seeing as now you have graced me with your voice and sight, I seem to have lost my appetite, so I don't think my plate or the silver ware will be necessary do you?" He retorted looking back at her once again. His usual pleasent smile had been replaced by a nice arrogent and hot tempered grin. His true self was only beginning to show itself and it would not be pleasent when it all came out.
Turning his chair his gaze rested upon the new slave and he let a chuckle escaped the confines of his mouth. Speaking quietly and directing it at the slave more than at Danica he said, "It seems someone has there eyes on the owner of this nice mansion, miss." Sighing inwardly he stood to his full height and stretched out with a slight yawn. If he got in trouble he did and that was final, he didn't much care yet and he had to test his limits.
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Posted: Sat Mar 25, 2006 5:36 pm
Danica turned to the man that had disrespected her. She didn't react in a violent manner as she normally would though, and that took her be suprise. Danica stood up and walked to his chair, she leaned over and took his plate. She just turned in silence, and handed the plate to the butler that stood in the room. The man disappeared in the kitchen, and the returned with nothing in his hands.
You better get used to my voice and sight or you won't be eating much. You'll only eat with me, and you'll have to listen to my voice while the food is served. Trust me, you'll either get used to it, or learn to like eating the grass outside." Her voice had a snarl in it as she didn't like his attitude. "Oh, and you better believe that you'll never touch foot in that kitchen, and you won't steal from me." She returned to her seat and stabbed her fork into her salad.
She had still noticed that Xavier hadn't taken his seat, and she watched his eye's seeing if what Matt had said was true. She remained quiet, and wondered why she hadn't just allowed her hand to come across his face. Rice trotted in and let out a deep growl toward the men. He'd heard Danica yell, and was tired of watching her stress.
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Posted: Sat Mar 25, 2006 5:42 pm
Xavier waited for his Mistress to sit before sitting himself. He looked voer at the other slave named Matt as he spoke and fire ignighted within his gaze. "Not wanting to be a slave is one thing, its another to disrespect a lady." His voice was low and indifferent as he spoke. He picked up his fork and knife and began cutting his food up once again returning his gaze to his plate. The juices from his steak spread across his plate contaminating the rest of his food with each cut. He kept his face straight at his next words speaking as if he was talking to a friend rather than someone who had already dissrespected his Mistress. "Although I suppose if you want to act like a dog and eat with your hands and face then you should be comfortable living in a cage, don't know why she let you out of one ..."
Xavier lifted his fork, a small piece of steak resided on the other end as he placed it into his mouth. Imediately his mouth began to water at the sweet taste that he had been deprieved of for over a decade. He turned his gaze one more towards the other slave and smirked maliciously. "Did you take a shower? Becuase your prescence is making me sick." He was blunt but he meant it, not matter how much he hated being a slave he didn't understand how someone could treat a woman that way.
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Posted: Sat Mar 25, 2006 5:43 pm
Watching her now he had no choice but to sigh and just wait for her to finish speaking. He wasn't the rude type, a smart a** yes, but no rude and he had no intention of speaking down to her after this day. You would have expected his smile to fade or disappear completely but instead it flourished, got bigger, and stronger. He was truely loving every minute of this as he watched on.
Matt heard her out and only nodded as he watched her sit and stab her fork into her salad rather angrily. Why hadn't she taken it out on him? She should have and clearly was capable of it yet she had restrained herself. That took selfdiscipline and Matt was surprised and found he could respect that. So in answer he said simply, "You didn't hit me and that took control....I deeply respect someone who has control over their actions to that extreme degree. I think I shall be fine eating her, your face, voice, and general presence arn't totally untolerable. As for stealing I don't believe I have ever stolen in my life so that should be easy enough for a saint among men like me," Matt said jokingly. He found it easy to simply tune out the other slave.
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Posted: Sat Mar 25, 2006 6:01 pm
Danica listened to Xavier, his word's were true and he seemed to atleast appreciate what she was giving to him. She was in fact a nice mistress to serve under, and she felt that sometimes she gave too much. She laughed a little at his last comment about the showering. Danica placed the lettuce within her mouth as the water from the vegetable sprayed out. She then turned to Matt swallowing hard and listening to him.
"I understand the difference between being completly rude, and immature, and I understand when someone is just plain stupid. I will not take physical action unles provoked to an extreme. Test those limit's and trust me I won't think twice about rising my hand like today." She then took another bite of her salad before responding to the last of his remarks. "Never stolen anything? Where'd you get the chips and cookies that obviously weren't your's to began with?"
Her gracful eye's then turned to Xavior, and she smiled softly. Rice had prodded gentley once around the table before coming to sit by Danica. He showed his pin sharp teeth as he yawned.
"Thank you Xavier for having atleast some humanly manner's." She nodded toward him.
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Posted: Sat Mar 25, 2006 6:08 pm
Xavier couldn't help but smile when he heard her laugh at his last comment, that comment was low for him ussually he was very tactful with his insults even though very blunt. Hetook another bite of his steak letting the heat of the cooked meat evelope his mouth so that he wouldn't speak again. He reached up running his hand once again over his buzzed head, the short hairs prickled his soft palm making him titch slightly becuase it tickled.
He looked up when she spoke to him and nodded. "I spoke nothing but the truth Madam ..." He looked back down at his food, it was only half finished but he was full. They didn't feed him much at the slave market, just enough to keep him healthy looking for the Mistress's that would enter and look for someone to buy.
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Posted: Sat Mar 25, 2006 6:11 pm
He smiled, the less they thought of him the easier for him to get away with things later. Nodding Matt smiled and retorted with a chuckle, "I fear I was a mixture of all three with extra emphisis on the stupid, but I was wondering if you'd be so kind as to see if I could get another helping. As a side note I fairly traded something for those, not my fault the guard was a twit and traded away food in exchange for help with the paper work he had."
He then spared the other slave a glance.
"Well I suppose we can't all be perfect and I fear there is no way to cleanse the personality of one like me." He laughed knowing that Xavier was right and his additude was unforgivable. "I guess I will just have to keep my wits about me and be extra obedient to get back the respect I never had." With that he turned to his owner and waited to see if he was going to get that food he had asked for. Matt nodded and added grinning, "Well I suppose all you did say was the truth after all."
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Posted: Sat Mar 25, 2006 6:24 pm
Danica looked over to Matt, her salad half done and the same with her sandwich. She placed her fork down, and then motioned to the butler to remove her food. She had noticed that Xavier hadn't pick up his fork for a few mintues, and so she had his food also picked up his plate. She dabbed her mouth with the napkin before placing it on the table and standing.
"Seems as our lunch time is over. You'll have to earn your next meal Matt." She looked at the two and walked slowly to the oppostie end of the table, she faced the staircase for a moment and then turned to face the men. "Come, I'm going to show you where you'll be sleeping tonight."
Danica patted her side and Rice came to her side. The dog rubbed his head against her hand, and then turned toward the men. He stared, cold, hard, menacingly.
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Posted: Sat Mar 25, 2006 6:29 pm
Xavier stood up and turned towards the steps. He kept a good distance from the dog though he was close enough so that Danica wouldn't think he was dissobeying her. His gaze was above her head just staring at the surround area, she wasn't in his line of view which bothered him slightly becuase he he wasn't watching he could trample her since he always looked straight ahead and never walked with his gaze down unless something was wrong
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