Yes Master 2

Chapter Twenty

Two Months Later...

On the highest floor of The Royal Palace of Valaskjalf, the sounds of grunts and moans and huffing and puffing and panting echoed throughout the halls. They were coming from Nicole's chambers. Nicole and Loki were on Nicole's bed. Loki was atop of her, having his "special" time with her. She held on to his muscular forearms tightly.

After over two years of this, she had become used to it. Although it did feel good, she found no pleasure in it. But she did not care about being pleased. All she cared about was pleasing him. Keeping him happy. When she moaned, she exaggerated it. If he was rough with her, she pretended that she enjoyed it. She would do whatever it took to please him. No matter how uncomfortable it made her. By now, she knew that her feelings did not matter. Not while she was a slave.

When he was finished, he sighed. Then, after a moment of calming himself, he got off of her and got off the bed. He adjusted his black and green Asgardian clothes and sighed again, his back to her. She sat up and observed him. According to his body language, he appeared downcast. She had noticed that as of late, he did not seem like his usual cheeky, radiant self.

"What's the matter, Master? Did I do something wrong?" she asked.

He shook his head. "No. You've done nothing wrong."

"Well, you usually are in higher spirits after your time with me. Do you want to do it again? We could try another position. Or I could give you ora-"

"No. That was enough for now."

"Is everything okay? You seem upset."

"That is because I am upset."

"Why?"

He glumly trudged over to the balcony that was a few meters away from her bed and looked out at all of Asgard. It was a beautiful sunny day.

"It's been two months. And still..." he gripped the cold metal railing that surrounded the balcony tightly. "I am not any closer at obtaining my other slave."

Nicole got off the bed and sauntered over to him. "If you don't mind me asking, why don't you just take her like you used to take me?"

"You don't think I've thought of that?" he said, not looking at her. "I would but as of late, she is always surrounded by other Midgardians. All the time. There is not a moment where she is not near one."

"Why don't you just use your magic in some way so that you can get her without others noticing?"

He rolled his eyes. "Because I do not want to always rely on my 'magic'. If I always used it, nothing would be a challenge. I could have my way immediately. It would be dull. Also, doing sorcery is tiring."

"Well, you keep complaining about not being able to get her. If you want her so bad, I don't see why you just don't-"

She stopped when she noticed he was glaring at her. She quickly realized her mistake. She got down on one knee and kneeled before him.

"I apologize, Master. I didn't mean to question you," she said silently, her head down.

His glare turned into an irritated gaze.

"I am going to go to Midgard for a little while to check in on my other slave."

He turned to her. She was still kneeling. She kept her head down, not wanting to look in his eyes after what had just transpired.

"No worries, slave," he said, taking hold of her chin and forcing her to look up at him. "You are forgiven. But if you ever question me again..."

He held onto her chin tighter.

"...You will deeply regret it. Understand?"

"Yes Master," she said immediately, terror in her big brown eyes.

"Stand."

She stood back up.

After staring into her eyes aggressively for a few seconds, he kissed her. She kissed back as passionately as she could to show him how sorry she was. When he was done, he let go of her chin and went back inside her room. She followed behind him meekly.

He headed for the exit, a big gold door. "While I am gone, I need you to retrieve a few things for me. I will leave the list on your bed."

He snapped and a small flash of green appeared. She looked over at the bed. A small piece of paper was in the middle of it now.

"I do not need to remind you of the rules, do I?"

"No, Master. I know."

"Tell them to me."

"Do not speak to anyone unless I need to."

"Yes. Continue."

"Only go where I need to go."

"Good. And what is the most important rule?"

"Do not try to escape."

"Very good."

He opened the door.

"I will leave the door unlocked so you can go. When you return from your excursion, a guard will lock the door. Make sure you get everything. I do not want to have to go get something because you forgot it."

"I won't forget anything. I promise."

"Good. I will see you soon, slave. Behave. Do not do anything I would disapprove of. Remember, I have eyes everywhere." With that, he left and closed the door.

Nicole relaxed. She had been very tense. She cursed herself for speaking to Loki in such a way. She had no idea what she had been thinking. She hadn't been thinking.

Before leaving her chambers, she retrieved the list. Then, she went to her small closet, took out on a pair of gold sandals with straps that wrapped around her lower legs and a blue cloak. She put them on quickly and went on her way.