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    After the Dinner....

    As I stood in front of the mirror, my slave toweling me after the warm long cozy bath I had after yesterday’s dinner, I thought over what havoc it could readily have been conjured up at any moment at the dinner. It was good I was just being the silent observer, Noticing each one, Each Lord/Master of the Dungeon, Each slave with their meaningful colored collars, serving gracefully yet with a sort of strange awkwardness at times.

    For a moment I thought it was I as a cause of incongruity, but as I Looked over other guests sitting at the table, I almost missed a breath, there indeed were vampires in the house. Funnily, They were being served garlic bread, that being the very fact that the girls, who were serving, did not actually know the vampiric predispositions and behavioral patterns to their bests. It didn’t scare me like it did to some slaves. I smiled and shield myself there, Being as low as possible for them to not recognize or notice me, but at times I kept eyeing them, Elizabeth, Yuri … That of course got caught by Ruby.

    As already I was amused with all the happenings, to add to that, I came to know a certain girl at the half way through dinner, who was before mortal, but now an immortal. Myya, She was the one that lead everyone to surprise including me. The one in Shining Armor with wings. My gaze shifted to my slave, Kal. He suddenly looked up at me, from where he was kneeling. I looked at him, and we knew that we both got reminded of why Mansion wanted us to be here in first place.

    Even though Dinner got over with a haste after that, the food was utterly delicious, and the Drinks were superb as well. The atmosphere was rather tense though. I couldn’t help observe a certain girl- Jade, serving at the table. Not that all the girls weren’t attractive, She without doubt caught my attention. There was something about her.

    But anyway I held in reserve my hush; I required to presently reach in-tune with all the stuff happening in dungeon before I get implicated in anything. So after the dinner I led my slave to my chamber then, which was in front of Ruby’s Chamber. We all retired to our own spaces eventually for the night.

    Still after hours I noticed no sounds from the outside, and I was sitting and reading an old book that I found in dungeon library that day, it was about the monthly and yearly reports of all the slaves and subs dungeon had, auctioned, sold, bought. I turned to look at my slave, he was on his knees besides me, calm and naked, except for the Black collar that he chosed to wear in the dungeon, respecting the dungeon collar color code. I closed the book with a sigh, I wasn’t going to find anything there. I looked around the chamber I was given. After coming to the dungeon, for the first time I saw that the chamber was well prepared to whip any slaves in shape. I already started to like Lord Mobius’s choice for toys as I noticed a chest full of them. It made me feel happy, and relaxed after that dinner. I was feeling dominant again as I went through each of the item, noticing it, feeling it. I came to notice a nice crop, Medium sized yet painful one.



    My Sweet slave just waited patiently till I’d decided which toy I was going to use on him. I had it, the crop, and a coil of rope. I walked to him, ordering him to lay down on the floor in front bed, after removing everything, even the collar. I liked to see him completely nude. He did so in few moments, his normal routine as he planted a small kiss to my feet. I took the rope and tied it around his balls and cock, tight enough to make him flinch. He shut his eyes tight, his face full of expressions of pain. I suddenly smacked him with the crop, hard across the chest. To make him look at me. My slaves were always to look me into the eyes when I was doing things to them, when I was inflicting pain, or granting pleasure. That always kept them reminded of their status, as to see the dominance from my eyes and to recognize the fire in their bellies reflecting to their eyes to surrender to me.

    We kept the eye contact for a while, and suddenly I heard a thud outside, as if something fell, or someone fell. I ordered him to hold the position, and I put a robe over my lingeries and went out of the room to check what happened. I opened the door, and I saw backside of Elizabeth returning to her chamber, carrying littleslut’s limp body in her arms. I was curious and concerned as I saw the door closing after them, But i did not diturb them.

    I turned to go back to my chamber, making a mental note to be around Lord Mobius the next day, to find out what happned.

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    Last edited by Athenna; 02-11-2005 at 03:05 PM. Reason: .. some changes in story..
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