Mistress' POV
"Have you picked her up yet, slave?"
"No, my Mistress, we are still waiting for The Master's approval."
"Who do you listen to? You listen to your Mistress not The Master, only I deal with him, understood? Now bring me Elarinya White!"
Elarin's POV
Wrapping a purple, and fluffy towel around me, I left the blue bathroom with it's powder blue mat, and dolphin shower curtain, and blue curtains for the windows. Stepping out into the hard wood floor my mouth dropped open, a male figure stood in the end of the hallway, dressed in all black from head to toe, I saw a slight smile come across his lips.
"Elarinya White?"
"It's Elarin, and yes. Why are you here, and who are you?"
"I'm what everyone used to know me as Damon, and I have a woman who would like to met you, and I have a feeling she will like her little present." My bottom lip quivered, and I pushed back my orange red hair.
"What little present?"
"Why my dear you don't know? My Mistress wants you."
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I was now blindfolded, half dressed in just underwear, and a sundress. Sitting in the back of a van, my life flashed by my eyes, it didn't take long, you would think twenty-three years would take longer than a minute, but not for Elarinya White, the person who has done the lest interesting stuff ever. This though has made my number one on my most exciting list though that's for sure.
The van suddenly stopped, and someone shut off the engine, I tensed up, and the back door opened.
"Come on now Elarin, get out of this dirty van, and met our Mistress, she is so very eager to met you finally." I reached my hand out to grab onto something, but I felt Damon's arm, I sighed, and grabbed onto it, he wrapped one hand around my waist, and practically threw me out of the van.
"Hey! Be careful with her, she is the Mistress' now." I heard a voice yell from far off, Damon grumbled something under his breath, and ripped the blindfold off. I blinked, and stared at the mansion, it was red with white shutters, and a garden with beautiful, and well tended flowers.
"Come on Red, lets not let Mistress wait, now shall we?" He shoved me forward, and I walked towards the tall marble steps, stepping up each one slowly, Damon pushed the door, and called out. "I'm back, and I have her."
The was a sound of buzzing noise, it was all the people in the main hall talking at once, then everyone became silent, and Damon jerked my head towards the tall stair case that went up, and spilt of into two different directions. A woman with dressed in a tie dyed skirt, a billowy white shirt, and a scarf wrapped around her head. The end of it trailed down the back of her head, and laid on her bright golden honey hair. Eyes that saw too much, and knew all stared back at everyone in the room, including me. Well, more like especially me.
Her eyes were sapphire gems, staring into, and knowing everything, like x-ray vision. She smiled at the room, and finally opened her
mouth.
"My little slaves have come through for me, no? Let me met her, come Damon, show me this present." She said in a deep French accent, somehow it worked perfectly for her, but I had a feeling that the accent was just used to be impressive, that she could, and probably would talk in an American accent. Damon grabbed my arm tightly, and started to pull me. "Ah! Damon, do not damage my present. She is mine, and I do suggest unless you like punishment that you hand her to me unharmed. Is that understood, slave?"
Damon bent his head down, and loosened his hold on my arm.
"Yes, my Mistress, I understand."
"Remember slave, I'm not just your Mistress, I'm everyone's Mistress, there is no hogging, or jealous, or even possessive here, at lest only if involving with me. Everyone else is free game to be any of those's to, if they do not object."
Damon nodded again, being reprieved once more didn't seem to work well with his cocky attitude. Everyone else diminished, and once more it was silent with just me, Damon, and the woman who everyone calls Mistress. We walked up the stairs quickly, and turned to the stairs on the right, we headed up them, and down the hallway with a long red hallway rug, we stopped at the end of the hall to see double doors.
"Mistress, why are we taking her to your room? Shouldn't she be taken to the newbie area to be trained just for you?" The Mistress' hand flew out from beside her body, and slapped Damon across the cheek.
"She is my present, and I am Mistress, I can do what I please, and I wish to train my present. Do not ask my motives again SLAVE. I am The Mistress no one has authority over me except for The Master. After I get my present into the room I wish for you to go down to the punishment area, and be punished for your insolence, your behavior is so newbie-as you call it-of you that I won't even punish you myself. Be dismissed."
Damon nodded, and let go of me, he turned around, and walked down the stairs loyal. "Come on." The Mistress said in a compelling voice, she pushed the double door open, and swept her hand in. I walked in, and she did after me shutting the door quietly.
I turned to her, and looked into her eyes, I saw her hand come out, and I shut my eyes waiting for the blow, but it never came, I opened them to see her hand hovering over my cheek before stroking the side of it tenderly with her finger. "I wouldn't look into my eyes around the others, it's considered a challenge." I looked down at her hand.
"Thank you, and I won't."
"Your not asking questions, why is that?"
"Because you slapped Damon for asking questions." I felt her smile, and she tilted my head up so our eyes looked at each other.
"You catch up quick Pet, well let me tell you some more rules. One don't look me into the eyes in front of the others. Two you only call me Mistress, nothing else unless I decide we have something that requires an exception. Three be respectful, and listen to me, and some of the other slaves. Four know that no one orders you around except for me. And finally five you do not sleep with anyone without my permission. This rule only applies to you, you are my personal Pet, and you shall not be shared unless I agree so, understand?"
"Yes, Mistress."
"Now is the time where I will allow questions, and answer them freely."
"Thank you Mistress. Just two I think. Why me, what is so special about me that you think I'm worth as your present." She smiled, and brushed my hair back.
"That is a question that I have no answer to Pet."
"All right, Mistress, my last question. Is this a what's called a Master, and Submission relationship?"
"Sorta Pet. With you, and me yes I'm thinking it will be, but for the others. I don't usually sleep with them, unless to break them in, or if they are a gift. I'm their Mistress as in like boss, and they are my slave, sometimes it's sexual, sometimes not."
