Am slave, honest.
07-08-2019, 01:22 PM
Man, this guy was mad. Zee couldn't quite understand what it was that had him in such a fury. Originally she assumed he'd taken her tone wrong and thought she was being mocking, but it seemed now that it was the comment itself he had trouble with. They weren't allowed to touch their mistress then? Well, that would make it much harder for Zee to cozy up to her. How could you pamper that which you could not touch? "I understand." She squeaked meekly, eyes still hidden behind her tiny paws. Heavy footfalls started up again and she'd hoped that he was leaving. She let herself peek out from underneath her paws at him, just in time to see his massive fangs grasp around a branch to snap it in two. He looked back at her, and Zee threw her face back to the ground once more. It wasn't so difficult this time to force her body to shake in fear, as the longer he held onto his anger the more real it became for the small she-wolf. "I promise you I will not touch her. I'm sorry, I-I..." Soft voice trailed into a whisper, and Zee had to let out a calming exhale before she allowed herself to continue. "I don't know how to be a slave. I've never done this before. Nobody taught me these rules." Zee hated being caught off-guard, and her pleasure at hitting this man's pressure point was all but forgotten now. Her ego took a harder hit from knowing she was failing at her job description then it did when she willingly gave herself to Archon. This woman did not like to lose. "I guess... I guess I pictured myself doting lovingly on our Empress. I am small and week, I cannot defend her like you can. I thought that i could do other things for her. Feeding her, and-and grooming her, and helping her put her armor on..." She was blabbering now, words pouring out of her without stop in hopes that it might settle the beast to hear of her intentions. They were good intentions. Though Zee had ulterior motives for befriending the Empress, that did not mean that she wanted to be a bad slave. "Can you teach me? What I'm allowed?" She asked suddenly, peering up at him with soft blue eyes. "Speech" "Thinking" "You." |