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 Posted: Tue Mar 13, 2007 4:59 pm
Orthol Estate
The home of Mistress Jaeda Orthol. Level One:
Foundation/Basement.
The basement contains a dungeon which is rarely used, and reserved for the extra-troublesome. This is also where Jaeda's three 130 pound rottweilers stay.
Level Two:
Kitchen/Living room/Sanctuary/Dining Room
The kitchen is modern and simple in design, equipped with an island lined with barstools. The living room contains three leather couches, a large TV and a library. The sactuary is Jaedas personal room. It contains a fireplace, a couch, and a nearly life-sized portrait of her naked. The dining room is a dark room with a mahogany table and several chairs.
Level Three:
Bedrooms/Bath hall.
There are six bedrooms, 5 of them identical slave quarters. The sixth belongs to Jaeda. Each slave room contains a twin-sized bed and a chair. Jaedas room contains a king-sized canopy bed, a foor-to-cieling mirror, and a beaureau. The bath hall is a large room with marble floors and several windows. There is a single large bathtub that resembles an in-ground pool, with warm, bubbling water. There are three sinks and towels stacked in the far corner of the room, initialed JO.
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Posted: Tue Mar 13, 2007 7:46 pm
Jaeda dragged her new slave through the doors of her estate, closing the door and locking it behind him.
"Well. We're here. Now let me remind you that this is not your home. This is my home. You work for me, and I'm gracious enough to give you a bed and a warm roof over your head. I'm assuming you know how to bathe and feed yourself, so you can provide those services yourself." Jaeda flipped her jet-black hair over her shoulder and turned to face the door.
"See that door? It remains locked at all times. Dont try to run, I have a security system. Three 130 pound dogs. I guarentee they can run much faster than you." She smirked, her eyes running up and down the boy's body. She then turned and began to walk him to the staircase, tugging his diamond-studded leash a bit. "Besides, there's no where to run besides into the woods. You are not my responsibility once you step outside."
She stopped at the stairs, turning to face him, her pale blue dress swaying around her legs. "Upstairs, you may pick one of the slave rooms. My room is the one with the black door. Obviously, that is not one of your choices...Any questions?"
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Posted: Tue Mar 13, 2007 7:53 pm
Dylan had been overwhelmed by so much information that he had no idea what the heck was happening. "Well... You kind of stuffed it all into me. So I only got the no running away bit and the choosing the room bit. But I guess I should follow your rules well..." He smiled at her very nervous about this. His shackles were still on him but he just decided not to complain about them.
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Posted: Tue Mar 13, 2007 7:59 pm
Jaeda smirked, moving close to her slave. She placed a hand on his cheek, her ocean-like eyes staring into his.
"And that is all you need to know. Dont run. Pick your room. And obey me." She gave his cheek a small pat and started on removing all of his shackles, as well as his leash. "This leash will only be put on you if I decide to take you outside for whatever reason, if I have company over, or if you're being especially disobediant." She placed all of his bindings on the floor, leaving him free of restraint-for now.
"Now. After you've picked your room, which shouldn't take you more than a minute, I expect you to meet me right here. Then I will show you the rest of the house."
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Posted: Tue Mar 13, 2007 8:03 pm
"Okay." He then left looking around in each room. He then found a room with blue walls. It had a basic Full Sized bed and a cabinet table next to it with a lamp on it. He also found a closet and he hoped there was clothes in there. He really wanted to change but he decided not to look. He just peeked outside the room and screamed out, "Can I have this one?"
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Posted: Tue Mar 13, 2007 8:05 pm
Jaeda rolled her eyes, running a hand through her ponytail. "Any room but mine!" She called back to him, shaking her head. "Idiot..." She whispered to herself, impatiently tapping her foot. "Hurry up, now!"
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Posted: Tue Mar 13, 2007 8:12 pm
Dylan took a quick sniff around the room so he'd recognize the room. He felt that she was very impatient so he went out right after he sniffed the room. He then came up besides Jaeda. "Okay. Where do we go now?"
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Posted: Tue Mar 13, 2007 8:18 pm
Jaeda stared at the boy in both disbelief and annoyence. He...he's not broken. Nor submissive. Had I known I had purchased an unbroken slave...well, there's no turning back now, I suppose.
Her eyelids lowered slightly, a cold look came over her. "You ask far too many questions, slave. You are not to speak until spoken to. When you walk into a room that I am in, you are to bow. If you expect me to treat you as if you are my pet, then you will live in the dungeon with my dogs, is that clear? Oh, and one more thing. You are always to adress me as Mistress Jaeda." She sighed heavily, a more weary, lazy gaze replacing the cold one. "Now, let's move on to the kitchen..."
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Posted: Tue Mar 13, 2007 8:21 pm
"Sure thing Mistress Jaeda" He then followed her into the kitchen. He then looked around. He saw many things he could probably make a meal out of this.
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Posted: Tue Mar 13, 2007 8:26 pm
Jaeda walked to the center of the kitchen, where the island was.
"This is my kitchen. Please dont help yourself. I'm not made of money...my parents are." She shrugged and moved onto the living room. "This is the living room. You're welcome to spend your free time here. Free time is usually between the hours of 1am to 5am so dont expect to spend alot of time here. Now, we've already passed my sanctuary, and I wont even bother to show that to you, because it's absolutly forbidden. Understood?"
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Posted: Tue Mar 13, 2007 8:28 pm
Dylan looked to her because he was examining everything. He was just being too curious. "Yes Mistress Jaeda... Are you sure I can't just call you Jaeda. Mistress Jaeda is kind of long..."
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Posted: Tue Mar 13, 2007 8:37 pm
Jadea could almost feel the smoke spouting from her ears.
"Why...you little..." Her hands balled into fists and it was all that she could do from wailing on her new slave.
"Your insolent behavior will be tolerated no more. Do not EVER expect me to bend for you. You will call me Mistress, or you will call me Mistress Jaeda, and nothing else. Please, do not think for a moment that I will hesitiate to beat you within an inch of your life, slave." She tried to cool herself down, but Jaeda had a temper which could not be doused.
"The tour is over. Go to your room. I'll be with you shortly."
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Posted: Tue Mar 13, 2007 8:44 pm
Dylan couldn't do much there so he just transformed into his fox form and ran quickly into his room. He knew she wouldn't catch him transform or anything since he had moved away from her sight before he did transform.
Once in his room, he transformed back. He got out of his camoflauge pants and took off his boots. It had been a long time since he hadn't been out of them. He then looked in the closet for some regular jeans. But once he opened the closet he found it full of clothes to get into. So he just took off his tattered white T-shirt also and put on some white khaki pants, some black hi-top converse, and a blue dress shirt on. Then he waited for Jadea.
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Posted: Tue Mar 13, 2007 8:53 pm
After several minutes of deep breathing, Jaeda was able to calm herself down. She then walked upstairs to her slave's room, walking right in. She stood with her arms folded across her chest, an eyebrow raised.
"I see you changed. Once again, taking it upon yourself to do what you please." She sighed, moving close to him, looking him over. He was much larger than herself, but she didn't give it any thought. She had about 5 years on him.
"I dont know how I can trust you, Dylan. I need you to really make an effort to be a good slave for me. I dont want to have to be a total tyrant all the time, you know. Too much effort. Now...get some rest. In the morning we'll begin anew." Without another word, she walked out of his room, closing the door behind her.
(( I have to go to bed. We'll continue tomarrow.))
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