there's nothing more for me
04-15-2020, 11:30 AM
Saia Stormer Shibari
Ah, so he was one of the ones that wanted her to remain silent even when he asked her a question. Internally she sighed, but outwardly the veiled woman kept her bow. She didn't answer his second question and she assumed that she would be either chastised or beaten for that as well. When he brought his teeth close to one tall, sensitive ear, Saia tensed in preparation. Would he bite her? Rip out her piercings? Would this be her final ride as a high end slave? Would this russet beast ruin her? Within the woman's ribcage, her heart beat heavily. Dammit... He was getting a rise out of her. There were too many variables. Too many branching pathways of where the future could lead. With a surge of determination, she pushed these thoughts away and focused only on the burnished paws of the man that was now her master. Aqua eyes remained open and unblinking, but downcast.
He then removed his piercing attention from her and focused on Rava instead. The cloaked woman had come up beside her and had bowed as well, but even from here she could feel the panicked tension. She thought that she could hear Rava's heart pounding against her chest in an effort to escape. Rava was uncomfortable around her, how could she be expected to be anything other than terrified in the presence of this man? He demanded that the smaller woman remove her cloak as was his right. It wasn't natural for a wolf to be clothed in such a manner. Even less natural for a slave to be covered. Now she cast a side-eye at Rava, willing the woman to just do as he asked to save herself a beating.
If Rava couldn't move and if she was frozen in place, there would be trouble. With another inward sigh, the silver and slate woman brought her gaze higher, taking in the mans face. Despite his less than savory nature, he was... handsome. Breathtakingly so. It was evil to place so much hatred into a vessel so fair and Saia once again touched on the belief that the gods were real. And they were cruel.
Gathering her courage, Saia uttered a single, soft word that she knew would bear repercussions. "Please..." If he would turn his attention from the catatonic woman beside her, she would gladly take whatever abuse he bestowed. Rava wasn't ready for this. Saia doubted that she would ever be ready. If this man was going to be the end of her looks... her spirit... she would lose them protecting someone else.