His Slave (Short Story) - Chapter 2: Chapter 2

When she woke up the next morning she was alone, still wrapped up in his blanket. Just as she sat up, the Maid from yesterday walked in, waiting for Leyla to get out of bed. She whimpered in pain as she tried to move her legs. The Maid walked over looking somewhat sympathetic, helping her out of bed. "I see he has collared you already." She stated with a hint of surprise.
Leyla lifted her hand up to her neck, looking down shamefully. "It's nothing to be ashamed of. It's a good thing. You must have done something right, but I should warn you, be careful around other female slaves."
"Are you collared?" She asked quietly.
"No, but I have a tattoo on my neck." She pulled the collar of her shirt away to show her the mark.
She walked her over to the bathroom again, filling it up and urging her to sit in it again. Like yesterday she scrubbed every inch of her body, letting her stay in the bath for some time to relax her sore muscles.
"Are there a lot like me?" She asked curiously.
"There are three more, but... He doesn't have much interest in them." She answered somewhat hesitantly. Leyla just nodded in response not asking anymore.
"Come on. Let's get you to your room." Leyla sighed standing up in the bath as she pulled the drain and rinsed her body one last time. "What's your name?" Asked Leyla.
"Mary. Yours?" She responded smiling.
"Leyla. Am I allowed to call you Mary?" She asked, tilting her head to the side. "Of course. You're a higher rank than me."
"How can someone like me have a higher rank than you? Isn't my duty to keep him satisfied?" She sighed. "I know what you're thinking Leyla, but women fight to wear that." She nodded, gesturing towards the collar. "What if I don't want this 'position'?" She argued sadly.
"Then you don't know what you're talking about." She stayed quiet afterwards and pulled the dress on. This time it was nude, almost matching her skin tone, reaching her knees.
"He's really not as bad as you think. He's nice, but doesn't allow anyone to take advantage of him." She added after the brief silence. Leyla didn't answer, unsure of what else to say to her.
"Do I have to wear those?" She asked, glaring at the heels. Mary nodded, amused.
She carefully stepped into the heels, taking a few steps around the bathroom to check if they were comfortable. "Hmm, not too bad." She grimaced.
"Let's go. I think you will like your room." She gushed, clapping her hands together.
She followed Mary out of the bathroom, keeping her head down. Her walk didn't last even last 15 seconds and they stood outside a mahogany door. Mary nodded at her to open the door and she did so slowly. Her mouth dropped open at the size of it, it was almost as big as her Master's room. Instead of a normal bed, she had a round bed, piled with soft pillows and a lacy curtain dmped around it.
"Wow." She breathed. "Are you sure?"
"Yes, Leyla. He is very happy with you.
He spoke to me this morning." She smiled softly.
"He is?" She asked blushing slightly, making Mary nod in response. After gawking at the room from the door way, she stepped in further towards the windows, where she had the view of his gardens. His Mansion was surrounded by a thick forest and she was itching to explore it.
"You should have breakfast. It's getting cold."
She turned around to see a tray filed with sliced seeded bread, butter, sliced chicken and fruits. Her stomach grumbled loudly at the sight of so much food. Mary giggled slightly and walked to the door.
"Will I be seeing you around?" She asked hesitantly, "Of course. I'm here during the day."
Leyla nodded, giving her a small smile before she left. The next few days were uneventful, she stayed in her room most of the time, enjoying the sunset every night before she went to sleep. She had asked Mary about the library and was now heading back go her room to occupy herself with some reading.
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She wore a short black dress, it was skin-tight but breathable, with black pumps Her heels clicked as she elegantly walked. clutching the books to her chest. She looked up, her heart skipping a few beats as she noticed hlm walking towards her. They both stopped in front of each other. Leyla kept her eyes on the floor. unsure of what to say to him "What are you up to?" He asked, crossing his arms.
"I-I was at the library." She stuttered shyly. He grasped her chin between his thumb and fingers. pulling her face up to look at him. His demeanour was different, more serious, more intense. She could feel the warm blush covering her face immediately. He took another step closer to her, leaning down kissing her lightly glossed lips.
She gasped with surprise, dropping the books. She was about to pull away to apologise, but he trapped his arm around her waist, pulling her harder. She quickly forgot about the books and placed her hands on his shoulders moaning as he pushed his tongue into her mouth, tangling his tongue with hers.
He grunted grabbing her backside, squeezing it in his palm, driving her up against his body She gasped as soon as she felt his hard on pressing against her stomach. He pulled away panting, looking down at her will a fiery expression. She wondered if he would take her back to his room. He clenched his jaw, leaving one more lingering kiss on her lips before pulling away and releasing her from his tight grip.
''l didn't mean to drop them." She mumbled embarrassed again. He bent down picking up her books raising his eyebrows at her. He looked through the books, noticing 2 nonfiction books in the pile. "You enjoy Science." He stated rather than asking. She nodded in response.
"What else?" He asked. "Arts. Painting and drawing. I want to learn to play instruments, but.." she paused. unsure of telling him more.
"But?" He questioned.
"l've never had the chance." He nodded understandingly. "l'll see if I can find someone to teach you. You may use my study for your other interests. If you need anything else let me know.' He said. finally giving her the same small smile as he did on first night.
''Thank you-. Sir." She smiled up at hlm, before cautiously taking the books out of his hands. Her hand brushed against his, reminding her of where his fingers had been. Her face burned at the memory, she glanced up to see him looking down at her with a knowing glint. Her heart pumped even faster. She clutched the books to her chest and stepped away from him, hurriedly walking to her room.
She opened the door to her room, looking back at him one last time. She would've thought he was angry for walking away, but he looked amused by her reaction. She bit back a smile, but he could tell which only added to his amusement. She stepped in, slamming her door shut harder than she intended, looking at herself in the mirror.
Her cheeks had a rosy blush, almost becoming a permanent part of her. Her eyes sparkled a little more and her skin carried a glow, which she had never noticed before. She shook her head, taking her heels off and climbing on the bed and pulling her blanket up to her hips, sitting up against the headboard. She opened the textbook, reading about the natural world excited her, there was so much to lean and understand. Although, at school she hated science, but only because they never taught her anything that interested her.
That did not mean she was bad at it, she was very intelligent and was better at her studies than her brothers. After spending a long time reading, she yawned and rubbed her sore eyes. It was already dark outside and she hadn't noticed. She closed her eyes, not bothering to change her clothes since she was already half asleep. He passed her bedroom pausing outside her room briefly; he had given her a week to heal and get to know his mansion better, yet he wasn't sure if he could wait that long. He opened the door slowly walking into her dimly lit room.
Her blanket covered nothing. Her dress had ridden up just below her plump backside, her hair was sprawled behind her messily, yet she looked beautiful. He closed the door walking in further, sitting at the edge of her bed. He moved further up the bed now, kneeling beside her, stroking her cheek as he pulled the blanket off her body, pulling the straps of her dress down, biting his lip at the sight of her cupped breasts.
He quickly unbuttoned his shirt, lifting her torso and pulling the shirt from the other side. Once he pulled it on her, he buttoned her up, discarding her dress on the floor. He pulled his pants off, then laid down beside her wrapping his arm around her waist pulling her back.
This movement woke her from her deep slumber as she tensed, feeling someone's hot body pressing against the length of her back. She panicked, releasing a whimper of fear.
"It's okay Leyla. It's just me." She immediately recognised his deep voice and stopped moving. She sat up quickly, looking down at him. "Are you…" He shook his head, cutting off her question. She looked down at herself and looked back up at him with wide eyes. He clenched his jaw tightly, finding it hard to control himself. Leyla shrunk under his gaze, misunderstanding his fierce lust as anger.
He immediately noticed and blinked, taking a deep breath and soften his features. "I can leave." He stated coldly. Perhaps she could pacify him? She leaned forwards. pressing her lips to his, staying there. but he didn't respond. He held onto the back of her neck, locking her in place. licking her bottom lip and pulling it between his teeth. She moaned, almost losing her balance. He slowly let go off her and watched as she pulled away slightly dazed. "Why did you do that?" He asked.
"I thought you were angry at me."
He patted the space next to him and she obliged, laying down on her back looking up at him. "I'm not angry. Seeing you in my shirt... is making it harder for me to control myself." He admitted. Leyla blushed, unable to meet his gaze.
"Then perhaps I should take it back."
He looked down at her with surprise. He couldn't be]ieve that this beautiful woman beside him was flirting with him. "Perhaps you should." He Murmured in response, leaning over her. He pressed his lips to hers, jerking slightly as she bit down on his lip just like he had. He pulled away quickly noticing her flustered smile.
"Lovely." He whispered. giving her a short kiss. Her green eyes looked up at him with innocence as he pulled away again. "Let's go to sleep." He suggested, wrapping his m around her waist and tugging her backwards. She sighed peacefully, closing her eyes. Just like their first night. he stayed awake until she had fallen asleep and soon followed, nuzzling into her hair.
When she woke up the next morning she was alone again. She blushed, had he only come to sleep with her? The thought gave her a warm pleasant feeling in her stomach.