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09-08-2020, 06:02 AM
What had he gotten himself into? He half expected her to smack him down for what he had done. Instead, she smiled, sounding for all the world as though she was proud of him. What was a poor slave to think? “Why face death half way” he muttered, more to himself then to her. Not that he was dead yet, at least, he didn’t think he was. It was still a matter of contention. He turned his eyes but not his head to follow her as she moved around him. Outside of his vision, and then leaning against him. “I wish only to be at your side, or bettering my abilities to serve you.” He promised, believing them more feverishly now then he ever had before. He would give this Mistress anything she wished, he would hand her his bleeding, still beating heart, if she asked it of him. Poetic fool that he was. She kissed the side of his muzzle, and he slowly blinked his eyes back open. This would all come crashing down on him soon, no doubt. A slave that had kissed a Princess. He wanted to groan at his own foolishness. He was supposed to be an empty vessel, but in only a day Asla had filled him to the brim, and he was overflowing with personality. Any other master would kill him for his fatal flaw "Speech" |
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