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 Posted: Sat Oct 12, 2013 1:40 pm
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✿ кιмму мα¢ωєℓℓ ❀
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● ƒσяgєт тнє яιѕк αη∂ тαкє тнє ƒαℓℓ...
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Lounging around in the loft area, Kimmy was waiting around for her new slave to arrive. It had been awhile since she last had one, seeing as for awhile they seemed to all end badly. Most being full demons, they became hard to handle and she had to put them back in slavery due to her life being in danger. One of which almost killed her off completely after she gave him an order to follow her to the party at her families house around Christmas.
She laid her book on her face as she thought about how this would turn out. She hoped that her gut wasn't wrong about this slave. She had an instinct that he would be different and that things would work out for once. Waiting for the doorbell to ring, Kimmy went into the kitchen to prepare a pot of tea while she washed some of the dishes in the sink before they began to pile up like a tower. Hearing a sound outside that was similar to the sound of a truck, she peeked out the kitchen window as a small pickup truck with a cage in the back pulled into the driveway of the old Victorian mansion.
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... ιƒ ιт'ѕ мєαηт тσ вє, тнαη ιт'ѕ ωσятн ιт αℓℓ. ○ |
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Posted: Sat Oct 12, 2013 2:14 pm
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Posted: Sat Oct 12, 2013 2:30 pm
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✿ кιмму мα¢ωєℓℓ ❀
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● ƒσяgєт тнє яιѕк αη∂ тαкє тнє ƒαℓℓ...
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Standing in front of the door, she straightened out her dress so that she looked presentable enough to be a slave owner. Placing her hand on the handle of the double doors, she hesitated as she was about to repeat a scenario of the last slave that showed up at her front door. Shaking off the thought, she opened the doors up fully and gave a smile towards the guards and the one whom is her new slave. She stepped aside and allowed the guards and him to step inside the entryway as she looked between the guards and at her slave. Taking a deep breath before speaking, she examined him completely and nodded in approval. "Thanks guys. Release him from the cuffs and you may be on your way. Your service is no longer needed here." Watching them uncut him, she followed behind them to the doors and shut them behind them as they walked out and back to the truck. She rolled her eyes, thankful that the hard part was over for now. She turned and rubbed the back of her head as she looked at her slave. "Well, welcome to my humble abode. My name is Kimmy Macwell, but please, no formalities unless we're around important guests. You can just call me by my first name. So what's your name, newcomer? She gave a slight smile as she sat on the arm of the couch by the front door and waited for a response, curious for the answer.
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... ιƒ ιт'ѕ мєαηт тσ вє, тнαη ιт'ѕ ωσятн ιт αℓℓ. ○ |
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Posted: Sat Oct 12, 2013 5:55 pm
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✿ кιмму мα¢ωєℓℓ ❀
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● ƒσяgєт тнє яιѕк αη∂ тαкє тнє ƒαℓℓ...
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Giving him a soft smile, she could tell the aura was strange, feeling as if he was afraid of her more than pleased to be acquainted. She gave him some space as she motioned for him to follow her up the stairs to his room. Stopping in front of the two mahogany doors at the end of hall on the second floor, she turned the knobs and opened up to a large Victorian room with a smile on her face. She always loved this room, but refused to sleep in it herself afraid that she would ruin it with the mess she tends to make in her current one. Walking in, she ran a hand along the wooden bed frame and turned to face Alois.
"This here, is your room. Please do take good care of it and refrain from leaving any major messes. This is my favorite room of the entire mansion, and I'd like for it to stay as neat as possible. Now, for what you'll be doing as long as you remain here. You will wake me up every morning at 11' and then accompany me to my work parties and meetings to help take notes. I work as a surgeon, so I need someone who will always be there to take notes. Also, you will do laundry, and some cooking. But not much to do chore wise. I have a bit of OCD, so things tend to stay pretty neat around here. Seems simple enough, correct?
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... ιƒ ιт'ѕ мєαηт тσ вє, тнαη ιт'ѕ ωσятн ιт αℓℓ. ○
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Posted: Sun Oct 13, 2013 6:46 am
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Returning the smile he followed her up the stairs, being careful not to trip on the way up, good god that would be embarrassing if he did that. He thought to himself as he stopped behind her, peering curiously over her shoulder before following her into the room after a moments pause to peer into the room. Thinking silently to himself as she walked around the room; he wasn't sure whenever or not he could trust her, she seemed nice, but still scary. He smiled slightly to himself at his contradictory thoughts before looking up at her when she spoke, slightly confused at what she said but nodding none the less. "Yes and I'm not a messy person but uh...but if this is your favourite room why let someone like me stay in it?" He asked, titling his head to the side in question before raising his hands in defence and shaking his head. "Not that I'm not grateful and all but, but never mind. Sorry." He squeaked in embarrassment his tail wrapping itself around his leg. "I don't mind chores or writing, they're easy to do." He added as a afterthought, still terribly embarrassed.
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Posted: Sun Oct 13, 2013 9:21 am
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✿ кιмму мα¢ωєℓℓ ❀
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● ƒσяgєт тнє яιѕк αη∂ тαкє тнє ƒαℓℓ...
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Raising an eyebrow at his remark, she wandered off in thought. It was a good question, honestly. Never allowing anybody to stay in it before, she thought that this would be different. After experiencing his personality for the few moments, she knew that he was responsible enough to take care of the room her brother used to stay in before he picked up and left the day after Christmas. Feeling nothing but sorrow around the room, she never thought she would allow someone to sleep where he once was. Shaking the thought off, she turned towards Alois and smiled. She knew that he was becoming flustered about the entire situation, and she felt bad for him in an odd way. She wanted to help him feel more comfortable around her home, and was unsure how to do so. "I trust you. That's why, and that's the only reason why as of this moment. Really, chores aren't a big thing around this household. If anything, I tend to do them myself so that I am more at ease as I venture around the house."
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... ιƒ ιт'ѕ мєαηт тσ вє, тнαη ιт'ѕ ωσятн ιт αℓℓ. ○
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Posted: Sun Oct 13, 2013 10:31 am
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"Okay, well thank you for your trust." He smiled slightly, bowing his head slightly to hide it and twiddling his thumbs for a moment before quickly stopping himself. "II don't mind doing chores for you. I used to do them for my mo-father, so just say cause, well cause your my master now." He awkwardly returned her smile, still curious as to why she had decided to trust him, but it never seemed to be a good idea to question things too much. Remaining silent for a moment he looked around the room, glad that she was kind enough to let him have such a nice room. "You said you were a surgeon but you don't look like one, you did mean the type with blood and guts right? Or am I being stupid?" He asked, cringing slightly at the thought of blood and dead people.
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Posted: Sun Oct 13, 2013 10:38 am
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✿ кιмму мα¢ωєℓℓ ❀
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● ƒσяgєт тнє яιѕк αη∂ тαкє тнє ƒαℓℓ...
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Finding his remark to be almost funny, she giggled to herself and leaned against the doorway as she was leaving the room. She raised a brow and looked herself over. She guessed that she did have an odd appearance for someone who cuts people open for a living. "You're correct. I am a surgeon, whom deals with blood, guts, and other body parts. Don't judge a book by the cover, because you can find out some pretty unexpected things on the inside." She gave a soft smile and left the room as she headed downstairs to the kitchen for a glass of wine.
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... ιƒ ιт'ѕ мєαηт тσ вє, тнαη ιт'ѕ ωσятн ιт αℓℓ. ○
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Posted: Sun Oct 13, 2013 12:25 pm
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✿ кιмму мα¢ωєℓℓ ❀
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● ƒσяgєт тнє яιѕк αη∂ тαкє тнє ƒαℓℓ...
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She turned as she saw him following behind her at a close distance. She stopped and looked at him as she put a hand on his shoulder, giving him a faint hint of a smile. "You really don't need to be so nervous around me, darling. I promise I won't hurt you. I'm a gentle person. Almost as delicate as a flower actually. If you need to ask anything, feel free to ask me. Don't stress yourself out over a simple question, ok? I'll do my best to help you in any way. As for tonight's duties, I need you to get ready. We have a party to attend to in a couple hours for the hospital's board of directors."
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... ιƒ ιт'ѕ мєαηт тσ вє, тнαη ιт'ѕ ωσятн ιт αℓℓ. ○
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Posted: Sun Oct 13, 2013 2:00 pm
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● ƒσяgєт тнє яιѕк αη∂ тαкє тнє ƒαℓℓ...
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She was understanding of his feelings as she walked down the spiral staircase to the loft, sitting down on the couch and thinking for a moment. She did need some appetizers made, but that was something her chef could do himself. She looked at him and shook her head in response. "I understand. I used to be the same way with males when I was a slave myself. And no,everything seems to be done, so just go prepare yourself for a lot of conversing between important medics doctors. "
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... ιƒ ιт'ѕ мєαηт тσ вє, тнαη ιт'ѕ ωσятн ιт αℓℓ. ○
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Posted: Mon Oct 14, 2013 1:39 pm
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● ƒσяgєт тнє яιѕк αη∂ тαкє тнє ƒαℓℓ...
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"Well escaping definitely isn't easy, Alois. It took me months just to formulate a plan that would actually work. Between planning the timing, the props, and the whole execution of it was time consuming. Being abused as a slave is the most terrible thing, and it shouldn't happen. Conquering a fear isn't an easy task. It took me while, but by getting closer to the opposite gender, and participating in events with them, I learned to trust them and get along better. It just takes time, really. Giving him a smirk at his curiosity, she turned and took a sip from her water that she left there before all the commotion.
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... ιƒ ιт'ѕ мєαηт тσ вє, тнαη ιт'ѕ ωσятн ιт αℓℓ. ○
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