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 Posted: Sat Aug 11, 2007 11:21 pm
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Posted: Sat Aug 11, 2007 11:26 pm
Alexander followed his new owner into his room - his prison for a while. It never really feels like prison, however, and the room fits the bill. It was quite a beautiful house, furnished in antiques and had a warm feel - seemingly opposite of what he feels around his new owner. Yet the sight of something other than bars relaxed him. He sat himself down on the carpet and tried to relax - taking in the view.
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Posted: Sat Aug 11, 2007 11:33 pm
With your eyes gouged out, by the work of my thumbs... He entered the room second, making sure the door was locked behind him before he crossed the room. for a moment he glared down at the other, grunting at the sheer sign of disrespect as he entered the room. After crossing the room he started to undress, wanting something a bit more comfortable to wear while he lounged around, or went wondering around the large mansion.
He took stride to the bathroom, still ignoring the pup, and his filth as he sat upon the priceless carpet. Once in the bathroom he pulled the silk from his hair and fitted his slender, and pale form, with silk bottoms and a matching silk top. the silk itself was a dark green color, leaving his pale blonde hair a standout against the dark shade. After dressing and brushing his hair, he finished his stride to the pup's front, a glare staring down the form below him. ...The scent of your insides, from under the floorboards.
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Posted: Sat Aug 11, 2007 11:39 pm
His look of admiration of the entire building was soon replaced by a look of worry. Why did he eye me like that? he thought as his gaze never left the other - his mind constantly wondering what he did to deserve such a cold stare. He was sitting on the ground as a 'good dog' should sit. He wasn't misbehaving, or so he thought. He stayed at the same place as the other moved to the other room to change.
He was about to get up and walk around in curiosity until the other entered again, the glare from before seemed intensified now. He was in his lesser human form now, but even then he felt like an animal because of that gaze. He moved his own eyes away from the other's face and began to face down on the carpet - his hands moving to his unlocked collar to adjust it slightly.
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Posted: Sat Aug 11, 2007 11:52 pm
With your eyes gouged out, by the work of my thumbs... "And what do you think you're doing?" He asked in a stern tone, his voice edging with a deep growl. His eyes now narrowed from the glare, the deep growl becoming louder. Becoming frustrated with the pup and his choice to unlock his collar, he smacked the hand away. "I don't remember giving you permission to touch that." He snapped as his fingers curled over the other's wrists.
He had started to pull the pup up, wanting the other to see the extent of his fury, his eyes now a dark gray, almost black color. He snarled at the other, and quickly dropped him before his well kept temper went over. One thing he would not stand for: his lesser removing the only physical binding that held them as a couple. He huffed and turned to walk into the sun room, leaving the pup on the carpet, orders left unsaid. ...The scent of your insides, from under the floorboards.
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Posted: Sat Aug 11, 2007 11:59 pm
"I... I... I was merely adjusting it, sir..." He replied sheepishly, only wanting it to become a little more comfortable. He closed his eyes and expected a hit, something he thought he'd deserve for disobediance. He felt no hit, however; rather, he felt himself drop back to the lush carpet of the building. He looked up to see the other's eyes, obsidian black, before he walked over to the sun room.
He crawled over to the sun room on all fours, refusing to walk in fear of being disobedient. He sat himself at the other's heels and pleaded for forgiveness. "I'm sorry... but it was uncomfortable." He looked down at the other's feet, not wanting to gaze into those ebony orbs that seemed to absorb all light. He gulped a little, for he knew that his new master was quite irate.
Realizing his closeness to the other's form he moved slowly away - his gaze never leaving his master's heels. He bumped something behind him that made him jump - a small end table that held a lamp. He quickly grabbed the legs of the furniture and steadied it before the lamp, possibly priceless, dropped on the floor.
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Posted: Sun Aug 12, 2007 12:09 am
With your eyes gouged out, by the work of my thumbs... He paused but a moment as small words came from behind his body. He glanced down at the pup while it's plea was cast, a grunt was given in response. He continued his stride, walking to a dark wooded chair at the far end of the room. "You should have known to ask, but you didn't." He grunted out, a cold tone hinting at the suppressed anger.
He started to calm, now glancing out at the lake below. He gave a small sigh, which was cut short by the sound of glass breaking. His body froze, another growl quickly forming before his head slowly turned. His dark eyes had developed a light blue ring around them, revealing his anger to the full extent.
After a moment of glaring his expression softened. "Come here Alexander." Was said in a calm, and collective voice. His head tilted to the side while his dark eyes bled back to their gray color.
...The scent of your insides, from under the floorboards.
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Posted: Sun Aug 12, 2007 12:21 am
How he wished he could hide himself from his master's gaze - the piercing eyes seemed worse to him than any hit he has experienced. He was his property and it felt like he could see everything he was thinking - his fears, his sins, his faults. And now, this; he broke an object of his, an object with just as much - if not more - value than he possesses. He closed his eyes and crawled toward the man.
Thoughts haunted his head as he slowly approached, trying to be slow enough to extend what breath of life he still held on to. Images of floggings, cuttings, whippings, and many other tortures flashed by his eyes - none of them seemed pleasing. How he wanted to just start over - before he did whatever he did to make him mad; before he broke the lamp.
Finally he made his way to the heels of the other and sat himself on the floor - looking up at the other's gaze. He tried to open his mouth to make any excuse that could save his sorry a**. It was an accident! he thought and that was his only thought. He could think of nothing else to say. He decided that he had nothing else to do but wait to see what he wants.
"Yes, sir?" He said without a stutter.
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Posted: Sun Aug 12, 2007 12:38 am
With your eyes gouged out, by the work of my thumbs... He watched the pup crawl to his feet, his eyes not flinching, or changing. He offered up a smile to the other as his body sat before his own. Slowly, he extended his hand, reaching to pet the other's head, his nails sliding into the other's hair. For a moment he continued to stroke over the soft hair, not a word being said as the action was performed.
He bent down and licked along the pup's jawline before he lifted his head. "You broke my lamp, and that was priceless, you will repay me... Somehow." He said as a grin slid over his face. His fingers curled into the pup's hair and he yanked that head back, raising his own hand, palm open. He smirked and smacked the pup, letting him drop. "Break anything else and you will lose your ability to even see such treasures..." He said with a grunt, a small chuckle forming as he noticed a bit of blood from the other's cheek, where his nails made contact.
...The scent of your insides, from under the floorboards.
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Posted: Sun Aug 12, 2007 12:47 am
His mind remained dumb; he could not fathom to do anything as his mane, if it could even be called that, and his scalp was petted by his master. A smile seemed to form on his face, yet trembling moved through his body on occasion. The smile seemingly flipped as he heard his master speak.
The dog began to yelp in pain as his hair was forcefully held back - his arms flailing around. He was unprepared for the smack of the hand as his body fell to the floor. He whimpered and got himself up, rubbing his bloodied cheek before he crawled back over to the other - ensuring that no blood stained the carpet this time.
"I really am... I really am sorry, sir..." He responded as he bowed his head. "I'll pay it back, I promise... but what can I give you? I have nothing to replace the lamp..."
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Posted: Sun Aug 12, 2007 12:55 am
With your eyes gouged out, by the work of my thumbs... "You have beautiful eyes, and I'll take them as payment... Should anything else be damaged. For now, you are forgiven." He said as he kicked the pup away from him, his body leaning back in the chair. His hand placed under his chin as he let out a satisfied sigh. "Now go clean up, and put on clothes that would be worth my time to look at." He commanded of the other he had just kicked.
His own fingers began to run through the long, and very pale curls. A faint yawn was given, as well as a proud display of his feline-like teeth. He smirked as the cold air touched them. His eyes only opened to see the other walk off to complete the task he was given. ...The scent of your insides, from under the floorboards.
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Posted: Sun Aug 12, 2007 1:11 am
He took the kick with gratitude - grateful that he could still see and that he resorted to such a simple act of punishment. "Thank you, thank you..." He replied - too pleased with the results as he immediately rose and walked over to the bathroom. In there he undresssed and drew the water and readying it at the proper temperature. He laid himself in the tub and soaked for a while - relaxing for it's been ages since he was given this luxury. He moved a hand-cupped amount of water to his face and hair, washing the dirt and grime from his skin.
He grabbed a towel and ensured that he was impeccably dry. He set his clothes into a nearby clothes hamper and covered his waist and lower with a towel.
"Master... what can I wear?" He asked as he stood, almost naked and slightly cold, in front of the other. His body was no longer filthy as he walked over and stopped at a distance - his body only covered by the single towel wrapped around his waist.
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Posted: Sun Aug 12, 2007 10:49 pm
With your eyes gouged out, by the work of my thumbs...  He sat in the chair, motionless as thoughts and ideas ran a muck in his diluted mind. He chuckled quietly before he noticed the other's foot steps. Immediately after the footsteps his cold eyes opened and a low growl formed, out of habit. It took a moment or two for the spoken words to process, but he shrugged it off.
He paused, a grin spreading over his lips as he rose from the chair and took stride to the other's side, stopping a foot in front of the body. His hand slowly placed to the other's shoulder, barely touching as his nails glided over the naked flesh. The grin quickly forming a smirk as his head tilted forward, and his tongue slipped out. The warm muscle ran over the sleek skin, leaving a wet trail as his hand glided down the other's chest.
"You can wear anything in that closet... But! It must be something that will please me. You have three attempts to get it right, upon the third... If you fail, you will walk naked." He stated with a dark chuckle at the devious plot. ...The scent of your insides, from under the floorboards.
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Posted: Sun Aug 12, 2007 11:11 pm
Alex trembled again and closed his eyes as the other's touches journeyed his naked form. An abrupt sigh left his lips as tongue was felt on his bare flesh. He forced himself to stand still, to take whatever his master did without complaining. His arms seemed to press against his form - frozen still as his body was checked again.
"Yes sir..." He replied hesitantly as he walked over the closet. He grasped as many clothes as he found interesting and set them gently on the bed - making sure that the clothing was not ruined in any way. He removed the towel, his skin flushing crimson for a second as his nakedness was exposed, and donned some underpants and an undershirt. He followed it with a pure-white buttoned shirt and black dress slacks. He donned matching deep-purple blazer and a striped tie. Dress socks and newly-polished shoes were put on his feet.
He turned around and showed the outfit to his master for his review.
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Posted: Mon Aug 13, 2007 4:41 pm
With your eyes gouged out, by the work of my thumbs... He gazed for a moment at the outfit before his mind decided that he didn't like the shade of purple. "No purple." He stated as he waved his hand, motioning for the other to remove the dreaded color. He sighed softly and tilted back into his chair, bored.
{Short post, sorry. >.<} ...The scent of your insides, from under the floorboards.
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