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She was terrified. Not that she would ever show that to him, because on the outside she was determined to stay strong. But really, Lilia was consumed with a gut wrenching fear. She'd chosen this lifestyle for herself, she had no right to be scared of what might become of her. Everything would change, starting today. He'd been nice enough to give her the first morning off to let her settle in, but now that it was the afternoon... She really didn't know what to expect.

Lilia had sold herself to him, begged to be taken on as his pet, because there were no other options. This was her choice, and as such would accept anything and everything. Her master could have his every way with her, and nary a complaint would pass her lips. With this thought in mind, she left the small bedroom she'd been given, her meager belongings unpacked, and made her way to the living room. She didn't know where he would be awaiting her, but wherever it was, Lilia would be ready.

 

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She was his now and she had no idea what it was that she was getting herself into. She had begged him though, pleaded to be taken in as his pet, sold herself to him. From the moment she had approached him he had desired her but he had feigned disinterest in her, not wanting to let her know just how pleased he was by her approaching him. His reputation was well known around town so it wasn't a shock that she had known that he might want a slave... her coming to be his slave was different but he wasn't complaining.

Vincent was a tall man, standing six foot three and very slim, his body kept trim with a daily regime of running or swimming in his pool. His hair was black and kept close trimmed to his scalp in a crew cut, his face had sharp cheek bones and a general appearance that would be described as regal. Having a great deal of money his taste in clothing was quite expensive, custom made suits was the majority of his wardrobe.

He had given her the morning off so he could gather a few things he was lacking, he figured that she would use the time to set up her home and as he walked in the front door he loosened his tie a little, looking around the penthouse for her. “Lilia.” He called out to her. “Entry way, naked in thirty seconds, don't disappoint me!”

 

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Her ears perked up at the sound of him calling her, and though his command startled her, she dashed off in the direction of the entryway. Stumbling to shed her clothes along the way, leaving a suggestive trail to her room, she appeared before him practically bare, leaving only a single sock on her left foot. Noticeably flustered, Lilia yanked off the sock, finally leaving her completely nude.

Vincent was dressed sophisticatedly, more so than anyone Lilia had actually known. His eyes seemed to be burning into her, something she was far from accustomed to. It was almost like he could see into her very soul, and that didn't do a thing to help the ever increasing fear pounding inside of her heart. Here she was before him, stripped down completely and open for anything. If he so desired, he could easily kill her on the spot, and no one would even know. Lilia could only hope that he didn't spend the amount of money he had on her just to dispose of her quickly...