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 Posted: Sat Jun 21, 2014 10:04 pm
Arron grinned. "She n-never said we c-couldn't leave..." he said. The mechanic could be mischievous at times.
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Posted: Sat Jun 21, 2014 10:13 pm
The slave was surprised, as this was his first encounter with Arron's mischievous side, but the mechanic had a point. He wasn't even given any instructions by his mistress that morning, other than when he was being dressed of course. With a shrug, the slave made his way up the stairs and out of the dungeon.
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Posted: Sat Jun 21, 2014 10:26 pm
The young man followed, stretching from being stuck in the cell most of the night made him stiff. His clothes were also wrinkled from sleeping in them.
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Posted: Sat Jun 21, 2014 10:30 pm
The slave noticed Arron had been wearing the same thing since yesterday, so he stopped in the main hall.
"Ah... if you'd like to, you could change your clothes first. You have more in that toolbox of yours, correct?" he questioned, wondering just how many things could fit in there.
"I would offer to lend you some of my clothes, but they wouldn't fit you... and...well... they aren't appropriate for being in public." he mumbled.
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Posted: Sat Jun 21, 2014 10:34 pm
The mechanic blinked. "Oh it-it's fine... Though y-you could use a better shirt..." he said making a normal shirt appear for the slave.
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Posted: Sat Jun 21, 2014 10:44 pm
"Ah... right. Thank you." he bowed his head once he was given the shirt, cheeks becoming a little red.
"I'll go change then and meet you back down here." he walked into a room nearby, closing the door behind him.
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Posted: Sat Jun 21, 2014 10:48 pm
Arron waited quietly. He yawned, still tired.
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Posted: Sat Jun 21, 2014 10:54 pm
"So, you're going to go out on the town in hopes of restoring my toy's memory, correct?" the woman's voice sunk down to Arron from the top of the stairs. She seemed to have come out of nowhere. As usual, her clothing was tight, and showed off her attractive figure.
"And I take it the clothes I picked out for it didn't go over too well." she grinned, proud of her devious games.
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Posted: Sat Jun 21, 2014 11:05 pm
Arron looked at the woman. "Y-Yes to b-both." was all he said. He figured the less details he gave was better.
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Posted: Sat Jun 21, 2014 11:11 pm
"That's such a shame. I thought I'd make it look nice for you, but my efforts weren't appreciated." she faked disappointed as she descended the stairs elegantly.
"The offer is still open, if you feel you want to use it the way it's intended to be used. I even warmed it up for you personally, and you can use any room in the house." as she spoke she twirled a strand of hair between two fingers, likely a habit of hers.
"I promise you won't be disappointed." her eyelids closed half-way over her eyes as if she were trying to entice Arron into the suggestion with her own sex appeal.
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Posted: Sat Jun 21, 2014 11:20 pm
There were times when Arron was very thick headed & very stubborn. He fished out a chain that was around his neck. There was an engagement ring as a pendant on it. "Sorry I-I am not in-interested." he replied, "...Al-Also I-I don't keep male bed c-company."
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Posted: Sat Jun 21, 2014 11:48 pm
The woman sighed, shaking her head with that same grin.
"You really have no imagination. Any partner can appear female if you close your eyes." she retorted.
"Oh well. It's a shame, but I'll let it go. I did say I would let you have your day without interruption." carefully moving her dress to the side, she sat at the bottom of the stairs and crossed her long, thin legs.The slave finally came out of the room, wearing the shirt he'd been given. He looked at his mistress with an uneasy glance, then quickly looks away again, saying nothing."I'll let you two have your fun." the woman stood up again and started to walk up the stairs. It seemed she would keep on walking until she turned once more.
"Whatever you discover can always just be erased a second time." she disappeared through a door with that final sentence lingering in the air like the smell of a rotting corpse.
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Posted: Sun Jun 22, 2014 12:11 am
That made Arron stare the woman. His back was turned to the slave. He bristled & a fine crystal layer appeared on his face & his eyes slowly became prismatic. "I will personally send you to the moon without a suit if ever given the chance." he said.
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Posted: Sun Jun 22, 2014 12:17 am
She was gone, but her laugh echoed down the hallway. She'd heard what Arron had said, obviously, and took it as no real threat.
The slave, however, had taken the threat to be very real. He stared at Arron with unblinking eyes, fearful of what was happening.
"Arron... is something... the matter?" he hesitantly asked.
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Posted: Sun Jun 22, 2014 12:23 am
The young man rubbed his face & pulled out a vial from his toolbox. He downed the contents silently, but made a face. "Sorry I-I just... lost control of my t-temper..." he said turning around. His eyes were fading back to their normal shade.
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