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A disobedient pet (gracedragon and Lord Dakol)

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gracedragon13

Super-Earth
Joined
Feb 17, 2013
Location
England
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Sarah sighed as she finished tying her long blonde hair back to keep it out of her face before leaving her bedroom and walking through her oversized home towards the living room where she sat reading a book, waiting for anyone else to find her, if there was anyone still here! She was often left to her own devices when the other residents of the household went about their official business! There were still the servants around they were all so dreadfully boring!

After a while she became aware of a knocking on the door and she stood up, still reading her book, and walking to the door, opening it to see one of the servants who informed her that her father had left her a gift before he left!

Curiosity filled her mind and she followed the servant to a different room which held a rather large crate! Sarah walked to it and opened it carefully, only to smile at the sight of a man inside it... So many ideas ran through her mind...
 
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Demetrius had been waiting for this journey since he discovered there was a deal in place to sell him to a wealthy man's daughter as a gift. Since he was ten, he was enslaved and subjected to years of hard work, either as a worker in fields or a serving boy in lowlife bars. But now he was being given to someone who could actually give him somewhere warm to sleep, and food to eat. So he waited for hours, leaning inside the crate with his arms crossed and patiently waiting, not bothering to mess with the black collar around his neck. Finally, after what seemed like days, the top of the crate was opened. His dark sapphire eyes squinted at the sudden light, though his scruffy black hair shielded them somewhat. His body was muscular yet toned, from his years of hard labor. After looking up his new - and quite beautiful - owner, he slid to his knees, bowing his head. "Hello, Mistress... I am Demetrius, your new slave," he announced calmly, averting his eyes from her out of respect.
 
Sarah found.herself grinning at the man at the man as he introduced himself as her new slave? It was really rather interesting to her that her father had bought her a pet as a gift! He'd usually bought her books, but she wasn't at all disappointed with her 'slave'!
"Slave huh?" she smiled as she spoke, her eyes observing the mans appearance and smiling even more. "So does that mean you have to do whatever I tell you to?" she asked as she ran a hand through a lose strand of her lightly curled blonde hair that hung down the side of her face and stretched to her chest...
"So Demetrius, how old are you?" she said, keeping her eyes on him as she felt her curious nature beginning to emerge. She wasn't particularly used to interacting with others...
 
"Yes, ma'am," Demetrius replied, "I am yours, in both body and mind, to do with however you please." He might have seemed very obedient and loyal, but was only due to the fact that it was drilled into him years ago. However, he still held onto a modicum of freedom and diginity, but no one knew that. "I am eighteen years of age, my lady, if it pleases you. I can do everything for you; including the laundry, cooking, drawing your bath, or anything else. What would you have me do, Mistress?" he asked, curious about her answer.
 
Sarah smiled slightly at the boys words, he seemed so obedient and polite, as though that was his world... Maybe it had been! She could of nothing worse than being enslaved to someone else, but for her this could be quite entertaining! Then she heard his age and felt slight shock running through her... He was a couple of years younger than her! It made her wonder when he had first found himself in servitude...
"You would mention the boring stuff!" she couldn't help but smile slightly. "Are you any good at reading?" she asked, wondering if she'd be able to get the boy to read to her, or whether he would need some help! She guessed at the latter, but in truth she had no idea! "I hope you don't mind if I ask, but how old were you when..." she found herself trailing off as she struggling to find the right words...
 
When his owner brought up reading, his eyes lit up cheerfully. "Yes, Mistress! I mean, I have not been able to read in two years, but I know some. Why do you ask?" he inquired. But then her next question confused him. She was worried about offending him? She should know that no question or order is off-limits. Demetrius' face went cold. "I was enslaved when I was ten, Mistress. My mother sold me to a farmer in order to leave the country. I've been happily serving ever since," he explained, his eyes attempting to brighten, but couldn't.
 
"Because I find reading interesting..." she said before watching the boys face drop... It appeared that she must have touched a nerve and upset him or angered him... He'd been rather young! She never realised that people of that age were sold! She saw his attempt to appear happier and knew that he was trying to hide his emotions...
"Oh... Um... Are you hungry at all? Or would you like to see your new home?" she asked, wanting to get away from the subject so the boy would feel more comfortable... After all he would be staying here for quite some time!
 
Thankfully, she saw enough to change the subject, but it was interesting to note her emotions. Demetrius was truthfully starving, but he didn't realize it due to starving all the time. So he shook his head, "Whatever you would like, Mistress, but I would prefer to see were I live," he answered, waiting to see if she would order him to walk or crawl with her.
 
Sarah smiled before holding out her hand to Demetrius, waiting for him to take it so she could show him the oversized and lonely house! It would be good to have someone to keep her company and to talk to! All the servants were either busy or enjoying their time away, so she'd spent almost all of her time alone...
"Have you ever been anywhere like this?" she asked quietly...
 
Demetrius glanced at her hand, staring at it suspiciously, preparing to be hit. But once he saw there was no harm, he took her hand carefully. Demetrius stood, drawing himself to his full height, which was a good bit taller than his Mistress. "No ma'am; only farms, shacks, bars, and whorehouses," he muttered, allowing her to lead him.
 
Sarah looked up at the boy, realising he was much taller than her, not that his height was a bad thing, quite the opposite in fact! She just hadn't realised he was that tall! She smiled at him before leading him down a hall and showing him various different rooms... Kitchens, living rooms, bedrooms and libraries, amongst a few others! The rest she didn't really know much about! The rooms that were usually locked!
She glanced at the boy, hoping that he wasn't disappointed at all, and she flashed him a smile before leading him down yet another corridor...
 
He wondered, as she showed him around the house, why she was so nice to him. Hadn't she been talked to about how to treat him? Demetrius looked at her and, instead of being relieved, something else was happening. They were alone, without anyone nearby... what was he thinking? "M-Mistress..?" he asked for her softly.
 
Sarah look at her slave again as he said something and she couldn't help but smile at the way he stammered. Was he nervous or something? Being nervous would be the most obvious thing! Or was he scared?
"Yes?" she replied, wondering if there was anything that he wanted to know, or whether he was confused... She still had to think of a use for him. The thought of having a slave had never really crossed her mind before, and now her father had bought her one? She was sure she'd get an idea soon!
 
Demetrius was starting to get amused by her reaction. He didn't know where this plan, or feelings, was coming from. But he wanted to play with her first. "Well, you could use m-me for... pleasure," he whispered softly, then stepped in closer, just enough so that their chests were barely touching. "While I worked as a cleaning boy for a bordello, the whores taught me a great many things..."
 
Sarah felt her face turn into a mask of surprise at the mans mention of using him for pleasure... It seemed rather forward for a slave to suggest something like that! If she hadn't have read as many books as she did, she'd probably have ended up blushing, but she didn't! Even as the man stepped closer and spoke again, she managed to keep her calm.
"Maybe I will, maybe I won't..." she said, a slight smirk slipping onto her face as she calmly moved away from the man. "I still have a few places to show you!" she stated, her hand moving to hold the mans wrist as she lead him further down the corridor to a door which she opened and pulled him into it... "This is my room, and where you'll be sleeping." she stated, winking slightly at the man...
 
"As you wish, my lady," he replied, allowing himself to be pulled down the hall, smirking to himself before they reached another door. His face instantly became a countenance of obedience and shyness. As they looked inside, he turned his eyes toward her and inquired, "Shall I be sleeping on the floor, Mistress? Or with you..?" This was another attempt at catching her offguard, but so far she seemed use to this sort of thing.
 
"It depends on what you mean by sleeping!" Sarah smirked, feeling rather uncomfortable at the mans words as she put on her usual facade to hide those feelings... She looked at the man and grinned, before walking to the large bed and sat on it, grinning slightly...
"Any first impressions of your new home?" she asked, resting her elbow on her thigh and resting her chin on her palm as she grinned slyly, waiting to see if the man had anything to say or whether he would do anything different... It would be interesting to see his reactions...
 
"It means whatever you would like it to mean, Mistress. Either sleeping... or not," answered Demetrius, choosing to be vague in order to keep her anxious. He paused, as if nervous, then began walking towards her. "It's very different, but it does have one good thing, Mistress..." The slave went to his knees in front of her. "I will love to make you happy, in anyway..."
 
Sarah couldn't help but smile at the mans vague answer... It was rather infuriating, but quite entertaining! Then she watched as he nervously came towards her and spoke, before kneeling in front of her and speaking again... His words were quite endearing and she couldn't help but lean forwards and press her lips against his forehead before leaning back slightly...
"You know, you're pretty cute!" she said with a grin on her face...
 
Demetrius blinked once she kissed his forehead, surprised by the action. "As are you. Beautiful, I mean," he replied, placing a tentative hand on her knee, gripping it gently.
 
"If you'd have said otherwise then I'd probably have hated you!" she said as she looked down at his hand on her knee... It was as though the boy was trying to test out limits...
"I see you've learnt subtlety!" she said, placing her hand on his as she pulled his hand up, closer to her hip and winking at him before she stood up and walked over to the window and staring out of it!
 
Demetrius gulped gently as she placed his hand on her hip; though he was taught by whores on how to pleasure a woman, he had never actually had sex. So this contact was new for him, essentially. His eyes flickered to her as she walked away, and chewed on his lower lip, then stood up. Taking an even, deep breath, he walked up behind her and experimentally placed his hands on her hips. "Would you like me to show you what I can give you right now, Mistress...?" he asked, leaning in close and breathing softly upon her neck and ear.
 
Sarah felt her heart rate quicken slightly as the mans hands found their way onto her hips... Then the feeling of him leaning in closer as he spoke made her smile warmly, the feeling of his breath softly tickling her neck and ear. She couldn't help but move one of her hands so it rested on his!
"Don't tempt me Demetrius..." she sighed quietly, moving his hands so they were wrapped around her waist... "Just hold me for a bit?" she said softly, forcing Demetrius to move closer to her so her back pressed into his chest. It felt rather strange to her, being this close to someone, but it was so comfortable... She could have stayed like that forever!
 
Demetrius allowed himself to be moved to her - he was her slave, after all - and pressed up against her. Now she would be able to not only feel his tight, muscular frame, but also the thick, waiting hardness against her nice little backside. "Of course, Mistress," he said, his hips automatically moving against hers, moaning softly.
 
She smiled as she felt his hardness against her... Maybe she could mess around with him a little bit... She couldn't help but smile even more as he spoke and began rocking his hips against her, a soft moan escaping his lips...
"Did I say you could do that?" she asked, turning around to face and reaching up to stroke his face before reaching up and kissing his cheek...
 
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