You Can Run But...

@ varkatzas.

Aza shifted back and forth on her feet, clearly uncomfortable about Blake's questions. She was debating whether she should answer them or not. Master did say to give Blake what she needed...but Aza was unsure if that order extended to this. "Um..." Her nails started to bury into her hand as she decided on what to do. Though after a few short moments, Aza started to speak.

"I-I don't know what you should know..." She whimpered. "I just know that the bad slaves get punished in that room. Most leave in a few hours...but sometimes I won't see them for days. Master lets them rest after unless they were really bad. Otherwise he makes them go back to work." Aza wrapped her arms around herself tighter. "If you want to know about the punishments you should ask the others..."

Blake could only bring herself to nod a bit when Aza answered her question, her stomach churning at the thought of what the young girl had to witness. She could only hope that so far, she had been safe and hadn't been touched in that way. She was still young, maybe not innocent any longer but Blake could hope. Blake was admittedlyy a bit curious about the punishments but she thought perhaps it was best that she didn't ask because James hadn't directed her to and besides, she hadn't been told it was okay to seek out any of the other girls.

Drawing in a deep breathe, Blake threw Aza a small smile before she turned and headed for her room. She was quick to disappear inside, climbing into the bed without even bothering to change into something more comfortable. After her day, she was more than exhausted and she thought she should get as much sleep as she could before she was expected to be up in the morning.

@ varkatzas.

Aza was more than happy to run off once Blake was finally ready to leave her. She never liked going to help the girls after the got punished. Going to that room filled her with dread...and seeing the poor girls that came out didn't help her young heart...

(Do you want to go ahead and skip to breakfast with James or do you want to talk to one of the other slaves?)

{aaah, i'm just gonna run with the next morning so that blake stays kinda clueless and whatnot}

As much as Blake didn't want to get up, she forced herself to climb out of bed the moment that the alarm went off. She hadn't got very much sleep at all but she wasn't about to be late to James' breakfast. She had messed up yesterday, she could only imagine what would happen if she decided to show up on her own time. Quick to shower and dress, Blake forced herself to head into the kitchen to eat what the chef handed to her. As soon as she was finished, Blake headed into the dining room where she stood patiently in the corner. Her eyes were trained on the floor, her hands clasped behind her back.

@ varkatzas.

When James walked into the dining room, he looked over at Blake for a moment before going over to his seat. As he settled himself, one of his other slaves set down his usual breakfast, poured a glass of water before heading off. At first, James sat there in silence, eating his food peacefully. Once James had finished his meal, the slave came back out and grabbed his plate and dining wear before running off once again. Leaning back comfortably in the chair, James snapped his fingers and pointed to the chair next to him, wanting Blake to sit down besides him.

"Sir," Blake greeted James as loudly as she dared to, keeping her eyes still focused on her feet. She couldn't bring herself to look up but she hoped that what she did do was enough to stop James from lashing out at her. After getting into trouble yesterday, doing so again was the last damn thing that Blake ever wanted to do in her life. Even so, Blake flinched when James snapped his fingers. Her breathe hitched and she hesitated for a moment or two longer than perhaps she should have. Her stomach churned as she stepped forward, gritting her teeth against the pain as she sat down in the chair that James had motioned her toward.

@ varkatzas.

When Blake was seated, James looked at her. His eyes wandered over her hair before going to her face and eventually her eyes. He seemed to be mulling something over while doing so. After a few moments of what seemed to be thought, James let out a hum and looked down the table. "Today we will be going to my office. Things will be more relaxed than yesterday but you are still expected to stay on your best behavior. As per usual, keep notes. Though, today, I want you to do something else.... I will only be going to work for half of the day, which means I will have some free time to pursue more enjoyable activities." James' head tilted so he was looking back at her. A little smirk came across his lips as he continued. "I want you to think of something for me to do afterwards. Something that would be fun and worth my time."

Blake nodded hurriedly when James started to speak. Of course she would be on her best behavior. She knew she had messed up yesterday and never wanting to do that again, she would wait to do anything until James told her to. Wait until he told her to stand, to sit, to ever his office, to do even the most mundane of tasks. She could do that, she knew it. She was prepared for that task but she hadn't been ready for James' next assignment. A frown formed on her features at his suggestion, confusion forming. She sat up a bit straighter, not sure exactly what he meant but then that little smirk on James' face had her stomach sinking. A shudder ran down her spine as she hung her head. "I-I... like... what?" She forced the words out, knowing that speaking out of turn could get her in trouble but she wanted to at least know she was on the right track. She knew that if she was, she would end up disappointing him. She knew nothing when it came to sex, nothing but what it was.

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"I believe I just told you that is your job to figure out. What we do is up to you, but I highly suggest that you don't half ass it or I'll have to come up with something myself. I can assure you that you won't enjoy that." James said, a hint of amusement at it all. He knew the girl might struggle with this, but that was part of the fun. Plus, whatever she came up with, James will find some enjoyment. Either in actually doing the activity she offered, or punishing her for not making the mark. "If you need something for this, you can talk to Mr. Reed. He will give you what you require. But do not ask him to give you ideas. That is your job and I do not want to find out that he planned it." James stood up from his seat, dropping his napkin on the table as he did so. "I don't care what we do or where we go as long as it entertains me. And you have more than enough time before I get back to think of something. Don't be a disappointment again."

Blake swallowed around the lump that had formed in her throat, giving a small, stiff nod of her head. She stared at her feet as she whispered a quiet 'yes, sir,' before curling in on herself. She wanted nothing more than to disappear in the moment. She knew that she had screwed up yesterday and she had no clue what she should suggest to James. Knowing full well what he wanted out of her, it made Blake sick to her stomach but she knew that there was no avoiding it. Not really. She followed him around dutifully for the rest of the day, only disappearing upstairs to her bedroom when she had been dismissed for lunch. She wasn't hungry, far too nervous for what the rest of the day had in store for her. Whether her suggestion was acceptable or not, Blake knew that she wasn't going to enjoy herself. Whether it was losing her virginity to a wolf or something worse that he conjured up himself, didn't really matter.

She took a deep breathe when James turned his attention on her when she entered his office after her lunch, not remotely prepared for offering up her suggestion. He prompted her to but instead of speaking, Blake simply started to unzip her dress. She had put on a chemise. It covered less than she wanted it to but it was probably the most conservative one that she had found in her closet. Holding her breathe when she pushed the material at her ankles, Blake could only stare at her feet and wait for James' reaction.

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A sickening smirk slid across James' lips as Blake started to undress herself. Ah, the fun of slaves. He had not been sure that this would be her suggestion, but he knew it was a possibility. Some slaves would just get right to the point, others would at least attempt to give him other ideas. There had been quite a few that he liked actually...but it was a dangerous game for the slaves if they didn't pick right. Though no need to tell Blake that she could have picked something more...PG. This would be much more fun.

"Looks like I have bought myself a little whore." Standing up, James walked to his play toy, eyeing her up and down. She did look most appetizing, even if she was mostly covered. His hand moved to the side of her waist and slid around her body as he circled her, taking in her assets. He stopped at her back and pulled Blake into him. His head dropped down and his placed a few choice kisses on her shoulder and up her neck. "Now, two questions must be answered before we move forward. Has my little whore ever had sex before? And did she have a plan or were you just hoping my need for you would just kick in?" James bit down on her neck before sucking at her skin for a moment.

Blake bit back a whimper as shame washed over her, James' comment hitting harder than she would have wanted it to. Her stomach twisted into a firm knot as she stared at her feet, her breathe hitching as James kissed along her neck. This was all so new to her that she couldn't help but start shaking, her hands clasped so tightly in front of her. Blake gave a shake of her head, trying to ignore how nervous she felt. "N-No, s-sir," she answered, her voice barely loud enough to even be considered a whisper. She shrugged her shoulders, realizing all too quickly that she didn't know what might be the right answer to James. Was it wrong for her to say no? Did he want her to have a plan or just be going off of hope?

"I-I-I j-just th-thought..." Blake trailed off, deciding that it couldn't hurt to be honest with James. Besides, if he found out that she was lying to him, he'd probably be that much more angry with her. "A-And I h-haven't so... I'll be tight?" Blake's reasoning ended up sounding more like a question than anything.

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"Tight?" James chuckled as he grabbed onto her hips and pulled her hard against him. "I will take tight for now, but that won't last you for long here. You will have to learn how to properly seduce me, make me happy, be a good little submissive slut. Luckily enough for you, I can and will teach you. But that will come later. For tonight, I want to make your first time special. Show you what a night in bliss looks like, and how you should be played with." James pressed a light kiss to her ear before stepping away from her body.

"But in order to do that, we will need to move to my playroom, and this will be the perfect first lesson for you." James walked over to his desk, opening it and pulling out a collar and leash. "Good sluts are walked around by their master. Excellent sluts crawl." He clasped the collar around her neck before grabbing her by her arm and pulling her to the ground. "On your knees! I expect excellence in my household and nothing less. Does my horny little virgin understand at least that? Do you understand that you are here to please me, your master?"

Blake swallowed as she listened to James explain that he expected her to be able to please him and seduce him in every way possible. She knew that was expected of her and as much as she was sure James meant to reassure her, the idea of him teaching her only made her more afraid. How would he teach her? She was sure whatever James meant by that, that it wouldn't be pleasant. Blake straightened when James started to walk away from her, her eyes widening at what he pulled out of the desk. Her lips parted, almost ready to protest but she quickly shut her mouth before she actually spoke.

Wincing as she was pulled to her knees, Blake nodded hurriedly at James' words. "Y-Yes, sir. I'm here to please you," she whispered, staring down at her knees. She knew that was why she we here, even if the idea made her sick to her stomach. Blake started to crawl after James, moving as quickly as she could. When they started down the stairs, it was a bit more difficult for her to move but still, she was eager to keep James pleased with her. Remembering what had happened to her the last time they were in James' playroom, she couldn't help but be afraid of what was coming her way.

@ varkatzas.

"Oh my good little virgin already knows how to talk to her master!" James exclaimed with a glint in his eye. "Maybe you will be my fastest learner. Maybe someone is already so excited and horny that she wants to learn how to get all of her Master's attention! Would you like that my tight little play thing? Do you want all of my attention?" He said these thing as they made their way towards the play room. Some of the other slaves hurriedly walked by, keeping their heads down as they walked past James. Most of them kept their glazes away from Blake, while others looked at her in pity.

Once they arrived in the playroom, James lead her to the middle of the room before letting go of the leash. He started to walk around, looking at his toys and other sexual things. "What should I use first on such a pure slave?" His eyes scanned the room and it took him a few moments until he started to laugh. "What am I doing? There is really only one option when you think about it! I can't be using such sexual toys on someone so Pure!" He turned to her. "I need to make you just another dirty whore with a used pussy." James squatted down in front of Blake, looking straight into her eyes. "Tell me what you are, and what you'll be when I am done with you. Say 'I am a pure little virgin but please sir turn me into one of your dirty sluts'. Beg for me to fuck that tight unused hole."

Blake looked like she wanted to cry as she followed after James, just happy that it appeared she had made the right decision. At least James didn't seem like he had been pissed off by her idea of an activity for tonight. Her shoulders sagged as she was abandoned in the center of James' playroom, curling in on herself while she waited for James to decide what he actually wanted to do to her. She hoped that it wouldn't involve being whipped again. Or anything to do with her ass, she had heard that could be particularly painful unless the guy cared about what he was doing.

She gulped as James laughed, flinching away from him as he knelt in front of her. His words caused her blood to run cold. "I-I.." Blake trailed off, unable to bring herself to speak. She swallowed the lump that had formed in her throat. "I-I'm a p-pure little v-virgin. Please, sir. T-Turn me i-into one of your dirty sluts," Blake forced herself to speak, not wanting to stutter and appear anything but sincere. "Please. Please fuck me," she forced the words out, her head dropping as tears welled in her eyes. Blake hurriedly reached up to wipe them away before they could fall. She just wanted James to do it and get it over with so she didn't have to stew in what was coming.

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"Oh I would prefer if my little virgin slut would be more...excited about this." James said as he stood back up. He let out a small hum. He definitely didn't mind a crying whore but he did require their words to have a little more oomph to it. Though he knew how to change that, and it would be easy with someone as pure as her. It will be so so so easy to make her wet and beginning to even beg for it. And he would love to break her to that point. It was fun to make a girl who didn't want it beg. Almost as fun as it was hearing them scream in pain.

Grabbing Blake by her arm, James pulled her up and brought her over to the bed before pushing her down. "Just do as I say." He said as he climbed on top of her. James started to kiss and bite up and down her neck as he slowly slid her clothes off.

Blake gave a small nod of her head to show that she understood what James was asking of her. She had no idea how she was supposed to be excited about this but she would at least try. If it would make James a bit more happy with her, then Blake would do just about anything. She followed James toward the bed, letting out a shaky breathe as she was pushed back. Her eyes were trained on James despite herself, giving a small nod of her head.

"Yes, sir," Blake whispered, keeping her arms against her sides until James urged her to move them so that he could pull her bra off. She lifted up off the bed just enough so that he could pull the material free a bit easier. Her cheeks tinged a deep red and she lifted her arms with the intent of covering her chest. She didn't mean to, it was just instinct for her.

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James was quick to grab her arms and pin them to the side of her body. Now that her clothes were off, he moved down from her neck to her breasts. He sucked and kiss and bit on her fresh unmarked skin. All the while, moving her wrists together and pinning them down with one hand. His free hand slid down to her other breast, beginning to caress and squeeze for a moment before continuing further down her body and to her clit. He couldn't help but smirk for a moment. What girl could really resist the pleasure only their clit can provide?

His finger slid along her lips before moving in between them. He started to slowly rub against her clit, just brushing over it for a moment before beginning to push in.

Blake let out a small whine when James pinned her arms in place, trying her damnedest to fight her natural instinct. She gulped, a shiver running down her spine as he started to play with her breasts. Chewing on her lip, Blake couldn't help the gasp she let out as he started to play with her clit. She spread her legs just a bit more, letting her eyes slip shut as her head rolled to the side. Blake rolled her hips without even realizing, only for her eyes to fly open when James started to press his finger into her. Her head snapped to the side, watching James as he did so.

Her body had tensed as she pressed her hips down, trying to pull away from the intrusion.