Serene circles the manor, looking for James. In doing so, she finds herself terribly lost. As she walks, she feels her squirt slowly dry on her legs, giving her a sense of pride. As she goes deeper and deeper into the manor, she sees less and less slaves around. The hallway getting darker, as the light outside starts to dim. She shivers. Suddenly, she hears heavy footfalls behind her. She turns around quickly, and stares at the large male figure coming up behind her. He was taller than Serene, but much shorter than James. He is well built, but pale like the moon, white blonde hair and grey eyes.
"You lost, little girl?" He smirks as he calls out to her.
"Umm... yes.. In fact I am..." Serene says, shivering.
"You must be the newest addition to Mistress' collection. I heard there was a new pretty virgin in the house... well... I suppose not a virgin anymore, eh?" He says, striding over to her. Serene blushes surprised that her deflowering had already gotten around to all the other slaves. "I'm Micah." He says flatly, looking Serene up and down, almost undressing her with his eyes, cornering her against the wall. "And.. you are?"
Serene whimpers softly when he asks that. "I don't own my name right now.."
Micah smirks and bites his lip. "Oh I know all the rules. But you can tell me... you're amongst a friend..." He says softly as his hand lightly touches her nipples through her shirt.
Serene gasps softly as he touches her, her head turning away. Shaking more and more with each passing moment. Scared of what comes next... He licks two fingers before migrating his hand under her skirt. Serene shudders, eyes looking up and away. Just as she feels his fingers touch her outer folds.
"MICAH!" A voice bellows from down the hall.
Serene's head turns as she lets out a sigh of relief. James storms down the hallway towards them, as he grabs Micah's arm and twists it behind his back, pushing him against the wall. "What. In the. FUCK. Do you think you're doing?"
Micah laughs lightly, his face pressed against the wall. "Oh come on James... I was just getting to know the new girl. It was just harmless fun."
James slams him against the wall firmly. "You know the rules. And you KNOW you're on thin ice right now with Mistress and I." He pull Micah's arm up higher, getting him on his tip toes. "If I ever catch you behaving like this again, it's the end for you. Got it?"
Micah yelps as James pulls his arm up. "Alright, alright. I understand. Can you let me go now?"
James releases Micah. "Leave. Now. I don't want to see your face until the party."
Micah nods, giving Serene a devilish look, before walks down the hallway.
As he turns the corner, James grabs the back of Serene's hair, pulling her face up to look at him. "Where have you been?!" He yells at her.
Serene's eyes well up, looking at him. "I'm sorry... I got lost.. I'm so sorry, James."
James holds her hair firmly, breathing heavily. "You scared me. I didn't know where you were and with that cretin still in the manor... I was worried... I was worried what was happening was happening." James looks into Serene's eyes. "He's done terrible things to new slaves in the house... terrible... he takes advantage of their situation. Most of whom don't recover." James looks down, seeing Serene's skirt still hiked up. He gently pulls it down for her, letting go of her hair. "I'm sorry... I don't know why I had a such a strong reaction..." James looks into Serene's eyes. "Are you ok?"
Serene silently nods before whispering, "Yes. I'm ok."
James nods, giving her a kiss on the forehead. "Good... good...Don't be alone with him... ever. Promise me."
"I promise, James" she whispers. Taken back by his sudden care and protection of her.
He nods before giving her a kiss on her forehead. "Ok... well since we've missed dinner, I suppose we will have to take it together in one of our rooms." He turns and starts walking down the hallway, motioning her to follow him.
James guides her back down hallways, through large rooms until, after it feels like an hour, they finally make it back to the kitchens. James makes them a basket of leftovers from dinner, a light meal mainly consisting of salad, various proteins and some other cooked vegetables. They go back to Serene's room, through a quiet hallway. Many of the slaves have turned in for the night, or are softly playing with one another.
"Does Mistress allow play outside of her command?" Serene asks James.
"No... however. There are far too many of us for her to use even monthly. Unless she has made specific instructions for a slave, like Micah, senior slaves overlook it usually. Some even instigate it." James says, as he opens the door to her room.
Serene shivers, her fire completely out. "What happened with Micah?" She asks softly.
James sighs as he sets down the basket on her bed, gesturing her to sit. "There was an incident with the last new slave Mistress brought in. Micah had been tasked to train her, just as I for you. It was the first time Mistress was giving him the chance to do so." He makes a plate for Serene, as he talks. "As a new slave, you must have your limits pushed... but Micah... he went too far. I won't go into it.. I can't go into it. The slave girl had to be let go, sent to another house. It was an embarrassment to the girl and to Mistress. After she left, Mistress found out that he had taken... liberties with other new slave girls. But Mistress can be, in my opinion, too forgiving at times. And as I said earlier, he is lucky to even still be here. However, he is under strict orders to not be alone with any of the female slaves. Not til he can prove that he has control." James gives Serene her plate.
Serene nods, as she starts to eat quietly. James does as well. They sit in silence for a good half an hour. Serene finally breaks the silence. "How long have you been here, James?"
He sighs. "I've been here for a little over 30 years."
Serene gasps at the number. "But.. you look so young."
James laughs lightly. "Thank you." Showing Serene his bright smile for the first time. She was caught off guard. "I was not bought like you were." He continues. "I was born here. Mistress' mother was the lady of the house until her passing when Mistress was 18. Mistress was born when I was about 4, so I remember her birth. My mother was a house slave here. I grew up with Mistress in a way... Which tells you why she's so fond of me. But I was always her slave and her my Mistress' daughter, and then my Mistress."
Serene puts down her plate. "So... were you serving... From a young age?"
"No," James clears his throat. "They set up an area in the manor for us slave children. I was the last one to be born and kept here. We were kept away from all the true serving duties until we were of age." He takes Serene's plate from her, putting it back in the basket.
"Thank you" Serene says softly.
James nods, putting the basket on the floor next to the bed. "Well. Mistress had instructed me into breaking you in more tonight, she wants you ready to serve for the party, but I think after the events this afternoon, perhaps we shall save it for another day." He starts to get up from the bed, as Serene grabs his hand. "Unless... you're feeling up to it." He says, looking at her hardening nipples.