Owned by Esdeath. (Femdom x Male reader)

Home.

(Hi guys!! This story is supposed to involve a romantic/sexual element too it, but I wanted it to be interesting and have an actual story. I know some of you horny mfs are gunna be annoyed about how long it's taking to get to the sexy stuff but it WILL come and it WILL be good. Just be patient :D)

The same day.

Esdeath left my village be, understanding the compassion I felt towards the place I grew up. No one was to blame but my parents, and even then it was the drugs that had caused them to neglect me. After hearing what I wanted for my sister, she had her taken away from my parents and given to an old couple in the Empire. I wanted to stay, but the rules of my sentencing was that I was kept my Esdeath. I'm fine with it, my sister gets to live in a wealthy household with two lovely parents, eat what she wants and have an education. I couldn't be happier, I'd have given my life for her to have this.

Despite my absolute exhaustion from the day, it wasn't over, Esdeath still had to give me her verdict on whether or not she believed me. She'd seen everything I could possibly show her, I just had to pray now. 

I had fallen asleep after leaving my sister, Esdeath warned me the journey home was long and that I should rest so I did so. 

"Y/N." I hear, waking up but keeping my eyes closed. I'd gotten used to sleeping gently so that I could wake up to the sound of footsteps if  I ever napped while working but this time was different. I didn't need to be scared. 

I felt a hand running through my hair. It felt nice, I must be dreaming. 

"Y/N, we're home..." I hear again. Esdeath? 

As I rub my eyes and open them, I see her face looking over me. I'm laid in her lap, her hand stroking my head. I quickly shoot up, sitting up and pulling the furred hood over my head.

"I-I'm sorry ma'am..." I say gently, worried she might be mad at me. People could barely speak to Esdeath, let alone someone like me laying on her thighs. 

"Don't apologise, you must be exhausted, we'll get you some longer rest soon." She says gently, her cold voice turning seductive and gentle. Longer rest? So she believes me?

"Obviously we need to talk first though, lets get inside okay?" She says. What is this change? A few hours ago she was going to destroy my entire village, now she's treating me like a lost puppy. 

I nod gently, following her as I climb out of the carriage. I look up, the castle that she lives in towering over me, barely able to see the stars and moon behind the large towers and walls that are in front of me. I've never seen anything like this, I'm going to live here? Before I can fully inspect the castle, Esdeath guides me through the doors by my cuffs. 

She guides me through the long empty hallways, this place is a maze, without her guidance I'd have gotten lost immediately. There isn't a single person in sight due to the lateness in the day, it's past midnight. Eventually, we reach two huge wooden doors, Esdeath pushes them open, revealing her bedroom. The largest bed I've ever seen, surrounded by windows that the moon shines directly through. Weapons, armor and clothing all inside her wardrobe.

"Sit." She says to me, guiding me to the bed and sitting me on it. She kneels down, placing her hand on the handcuffs and beginning to cover them with ice, I feel the cold air around my hands. 

"W-woah..." I say gently, wincing a bit as I pull my hands away.

"Relax, I didn't get the key so I'm just breaking them." She explains, holding my hand gently. She continues to do so, freezing the cuffs entirely before tapping them with her rapier. They immediately shatter, covering my bare feet with ice. 

Esdeath notices this, quickly grabbing a towel and placing it around my feet. 

"Apologies. I forgot about your clothing situation." She says gently, looking down at me. 

She quickly opens her wardrobe, pulling out some baggy clothes and placing them on the bed next to me. Before I can mutter a word, she pulls my shirt over my head. I quickly gasp, throwing my arms around my body but Esdeath doesn't like this. She moves my arms, revealing my upperbody and the burn marks, cuts and scars that are on it. 

"Lord Gar-"

"No. My father did this." I say roughly, cutting her off. 

She looks at me with compassion, sighing as she nods gently. 

"Horrible parents..." She mutters, guiding her fingers along the scars and bruises that cover my body. Along with the marks, my body is covered in dirt and muck. It's been around a week and a half since I last washed now. Esdeath takes notice to this, not prying into the situation of my marks any further. 

"I'll show you to my wash room, then we will get you dressed and have you eat." She says in her serious tone once again. It was evident that I hadn't eaten in a while. "Usually I'd have a maid wash you, but they've all gone home during this time. I'll take this duty upon myself." 

"W-wha? I-It's fine I can wash myself Esdeat-" 

"Don't make me repeat myself, I hate doing that." She says, standing up and walking towards the bathroom. I slowly stand myself up and limp towards her, following in her lead. 

"You can undress, I'll face the other way." She says gently, turning around and facing the wall. 

I don't waste time, not wanting to make her repeat herself as she asked earlier. Quickly throwing my clothes off and climbing into the bath. She walks over, keeping her eyes off my body as she turns the taps on. 

"Tell me if it's too cold, I've lost the ability to tell what other people can handle." 

That makes sense, considering her imperial arms makes it so that she can create ice from her hands, it makes sense that she's lost the ability to feel it. 

"T-that's perfect... Thank you..." I say gently, curled up into my knees as I'm bathed in water.

I hear movement, and suddenly feel someone sat behind me. When she spoke about washing me I assumed she meant outside the bath. I feel her take a cloth and cover it with soap, gently placing it onto my back and washing it, feeling my face go warm in reaction. Suddenly, I feel her hands begin to unravel my bandages, slowly but surely she entirely reveals my face. Grabbing my chin, she forces me to look at her, the first person in the world I've revealed my scars too. 

"You look, handsome. Like you got in a really bad fight." 

"Huh? Handsome?" I question

"Mhm." She says coldly, letting go of my face. I quickly bury myself back into my knees as she is more focused on washing the dirt and blood off my chest. How is she so just, calm? Lady Esdeath, calling someone handsome? That's unheard of.

"T-thank you Lady Esdeath." 

"Aren't you going to comment on my beauty?" 

Pretty egotistical way of saying. 

"I didn't think I'd need to, you and everyone in the country knows just how stunning you are." I say nervously. After hiding myself away to cover my embarrassment, I finally remove my face from my knees. 

I notice her wet blue hair, her skin shining against the bathroom light, her blue eyes glistening as she looks at me. I look down, completely forgetting the situation we were in. Her naked body revealed to me, her chest hanging right in front of my face. I quickly panic, standing up and climbing out of the bath. 

"Are you finished?" She asks, "What is that matter?" 

"N-nothing, thank you Lady Esdeath." I say, shuffling out of the bathroom and quickly chucking on the clothes she had prepared for me. I quickly get comfy in bed, closing my eyes and trying my best to fall asleep as fast as I could, wanting the embarrassment to end.