"Slave 492."
I stood shakily and approached the room with the man holding my leash. Wiping my sweaty hands on the fabric covering me, I was pulled into a room.
There was a stage with a man. If I strained my eyes, I could see men staring at me. I gasped when a bright light flashed on me.
I instinctively pulled the strange cloth lower.
"Slave 492 is a fine specimen." The man near me grabbed my chin.
I pulled away scowling.
"She can be stubborn but can defiantly trained."
Train me? I'm not a pet.
"She's 18 years old and still a virgin."
There were a few murmurs but quickly subsided when the man opened his mouth to speak again. "She also has a rare blood type: O positive."
There was loud shock from the group of men.
"Let's start the bidding."
Immediately men raised their voices and yelled out outrageously high prices.
For me?
"Sold!'' The man said. "To Lord Tassier."
I looked for my new 'master.'
Someone pulled my leash and chokeingly pulled me over to Lord Tassier. Another man handed my leash to him and He gently tugged me to a waiting car outside.
Once we were seated he took the leash off. "Let's establishe a few ground rules." He said causing a delightful shiver to race down my spine. "You are to call me sir, master, or Lord Tassier."
I rose an eyebrow. Lord?
"You will indulge me in any desire I wish."
Did that include-
"Yes. It does."
I narrowed my eyebrows. Did he just-
"Yes."
Not creepy. At all.
"Are we clear?"
Yes sir.
He frowned but exited the car. When had we stopped?
He clipped the leash back on me and tugged me around his mansion. He showed me the kitchen, dining room, and living room. Then he led me to my room.
"This is your room. Tomorrow morning dress and meet me in the dining room."
He left and I took my leash and collar off.
I looked into the closet and much to my disgust there were skimpy clothes. I picked out the outfit that looked like it covered the most and set it out for tomorrow.
I lay in bed after changing into a short night gown.
I woke up and wandered around his mansion afraid of being alone for too long. Sitting on the kitchen counter, I jumped when I jeard a voice from behind me.
I squealed and fell off the counter. Standing up quickly, with hair in my vision, I saw Lord Tassier sitting on a chair.
Wide eyed I grinned foolishly. "S-sorry. You scared me sir."
"Why are you out here?"
"I get scared if I'm alone for to long sir."
He stood and towered over me. "Afraid of what?"
"The dark." I shivered. "And those which lurk in it."
He smiled and laughed darkly. "Me."
I turned. "I'll go back to bed sir." I felt him eyeing me as I was leaving.
Actually I'm sure it was more of my lower half He was staring at but I ignored him and presses on.
