Servicing

Artorias felt some comfort in his heart when he saw Lia wake with a start, then immediately settle back down when she saw him and realized where she was and what was going on. He stepped back as she rose so they could join Sirius, who was in the process of butchering his kill. Idalia made a comment about not being permitted possessions, and at first Artorias wanted to refute her, to let her know that she could now, but he realized that fighting against what she'd had ingrained into her brain from such a young age would be futile. If he wanted to break Lia free from her indoctrination and programming, he would have to do so gradually and using the slavers' own methods against them.

"Okay, fair enough," he said, then pointed to the fur coat with a paw. "Then in that case, I'm ordering you to use that as a blanket or a bed tonight, and as a coat until we get back to the Armada." He shot her a roguish smirk; he'd still get his way of knowing she was warm and comfortable and she would be following his command. Can't outwit me today, Idalia! As they both came before the Warlord, Artorias watched while Seer tossed Lia the tenderloins and passed them to her, which he had no doubt would shock the young girl.

"You heard the Warlord. Better get started, that's a lot of meat," he said with good-humored jest in his voice while he got to watch Lia reel and enjoy her meal. He helped himself to a portion of the fresh meat, sitting around the fire to eat and fill his now growling stomach. "Thanks, Seer," he said with an appreciative glance to his godfather. "If you're tired, you should ask Lia to give you a massage. She gives amazing massages!" Of course, Artorias left out the bit about her trying to massage other parts of him, but he didn't think Sirius needed to hear about how he nearly got an unexpected blowjob from his new servant girl.

"Artorias" | "Corbin" | "Argent"