A New Beginning Ch. 04

Ana's sleep danced from dreams of sweet memories of her childhood, to peaceful darkness that comforted her throughout the night, until she slowly began to drift back into consciousness.

She had to blink slowly before she could actually be considered awake, but once she had adjusted to the light, she seemed fine until she moved to get out of bed. As her legs moved, she felt the pain on her butt and upper thighs that reminded her of the events of the night before, and she panicked. Looking over at the alarm clock by her bed, she discovered that it had come unplugged, so she plugged it back in and gasped in horror to find that it was almost 10:30 a.m.

It took everything in her not to cry as she jumped out of bed, dressed hurriedly and rushed down the stairs as fast as she could, but she stopped at the dining room when she saw Kiryu seated at the table, reading a stack of papers, and eating a plate of bacon and eggs.

"Look who's finally awake." He said, finishing his paragraph of reading and then looking up. Surprisingly enough, he didn't seem angry at all, but very calm and collected.

"I am so sorry, Master. I meant to do everything right, but my alarm clock never went off, and I overslept! Please forgive me!" She pleaded, throwing herself at his feet, and doing her best to ignore the intense pain in her bottom as she did.

"I unplugged your alarm clock last night." He said, unsurprised. "I wanted you to sleep and not be disturbed, and I had trouble sleeping myself, so I planned for us to enjoy a late breakfast." He took her hand and helped her stand up.

"Master...?" She looked at him cautiously.

He gestured to a bowl on the table, just next to his seat at the table. "Eat."

She glanced at it to see a bowl of warm oatmeal with sliced banana and granola sprinkled on the top.

"Oh no Sir, I couldn't.." She protested.

"You'll do as you're told. Now eat." He said firmly.

She went to the place he had gestured her to, but looked at the chair grudgingly.

"I don't expect you to sit. You may stand there, unless you would rather torture yourself even more by sitting." He said, looking back to his food.

Ana shook her head and began to eat her food. She was very hungry after the night before, and ate every bit of the food that her Master had so graciously made for her, but she felt a little bit guilty as she could taste the butter, milk, and cinnamon sugar he had added. It certainly had not been regular plain oats.

When her bowl was clean, she took her Master's now empty plate, and her own bowl and took them into the kitchen, then came back out and knelt painfully by his chair.

"Thank You Sir... I am very sorry for the trouble I caused You last night, and this morning.. but I hope to make it up to You however I can..." She said quietly, tracing her finger down the zipper of his pants nervously, feeling him stiffen beneath her touch. She reached for the buckle of his belt, and looked up for permission to continue.

"Don't be ridiculous, that won't be necessary." He said, clearing his throat and pushing her hand away.

The girl looked down, ashamed.

"If I am not found pleasing, Master... I- I can be replaced..."

"Nonsense." He reprimanded. "I just don't require that kind of thanks right now. I did what I did because it is now my responsibility to take care of you."

Ana looked up slowly.

"But.. You didn't have to do something so nice for me... Just boiled oats would have been more than enough, Master... I would still have been more than grateful."

"If I am going to make food for you, I am certainly not going to give you slops." He said, sitting up straight in his chair again.

"It- It was delicious.. and hot. The first hot meal I've had in a very long time.." She shivered a little, feeling a strange sense of gratitude for this man who had seemed so cold and distant, yet had went out of his way to do such kind things for her.

"I'm glad you enjoyed it, but you have gotten a late start, and I still expect you to complete your chores, young lady." He said, raising his eyebrows.

Ana nodded and looked down again.

"Yes Sir.." She replied, standing and leaving the room to clean up the breakfast mess.

As she ran hot dish water in the sink, Ana remained distracted. She went through the motions, squirting the dish soap into the water, and swirling it around until she created suds, and placed the dishes into the water, but her mind was on Kiryu. What kind of a Master would punish his slave, then let her sleep in, and then make breakfast for them both? She had never experienced, nor heard of such a thing in her years of servitude, and it caused a very strange feeling inside as she thought about it.

She did everything as well as she could, making sure that each dish was completely clean, from Master's big plate, to the tiniest spoon, and once she had finished, she walked over to glance at her chore chart for the day. On the list, she was instructed to first, thoroughly clean the kitchen, however most of the work was already done, because Ana had always been very thorough in her after-meal cleanup, so the only thing she really had to do was to sweep the floor well, and mop it afterward.

Motivated by her pleasant morning, she swept until she couldn't imagine another particle of dust could be left on the floor, and then mopped up any and every little drip from a possible coffee, wine, or grease spill.

When the kitchen was near sparkling, she found her next instructions which were to clean some of the rooms upstairs, one of them being the gym.

Ana decided to save that one for last, because she was sure there would be an awful lot of work to do in there, so she purposed to do the other rooms first.

She went upstairs and found the other storage closet where the other cleaning supplies were kept, and found some rags, all purpose cleaner, toilet bowl cleaner, and other bathroom bleach, then found her Master's bedroom door and knocked.

"Yes?" He asked, clearly busy with something.

"Master, is now a bad time to clean Your bathroom, Sir?" She asked him.

"Oh, no no. Come in." He said, walking over to the door and opening it.

"Thank You Sir, I didn't mean to bother You..."

"No, You're fine." He replied, shutting the door behind her once she had entered the room. He followed her into the bathroom, and Ana stood around nervously, not used to being watched while she worked.

"What's wrong?" Kiryu asked finally, after they had stood in silence for way too long.

Ana looked down embarassed.

"Please forgive this slave, Master. She isn't used to being watched, and she got nervous.."

A smile played at the corner of Kiryu's lips, but he tried to mask it. He lowered his voice and stepped closer to the girl, watching as she backed up as well until she couldn't anymore, due to the bathtub that was in the way.

"Do I make you nervous, slave?" He asked, his eyes burning into her own.

"Master..."

"Answer Master when he asks you a question..." Kiryu began to gently play with her hair as he spoke.

"Y-Yes Master... a good slave is always nervous about displeasing her Master..." Ana whimpered, scared of what kind of trouble she was in now.

His grip tightened on her hair and she tried to keep quiet, but it started to hurt a little.

Kiryu pulled her up a little, and grabbed her face, making her to look up at him.

"You are right to be nervous, slave. You don't know me, and I don't know you. When your fate is in the hands of a stranger, I would expect nothing less." He assured her, and Ana looked up wearily.

"Might slave beg permission to ask a question..?" She asked quietly.

"Granted."

"Thank you Master." She bowed her head again. "Please Sir, w- why do you seem so kind to me? I've done nothing to deserve it.. and I've been a bad girl since I arrived.."

"Do you want me to be cruel? Am I not up to your standards, slave?" He scoffed.

"Oh no! Please Master no! I never intended it to sound that way! Please!" She pleaded, falling on her knees, and crying out at the pain it induced. "I only ask because I know I have been a very bad girl, and yet you have been kind to me in return.." She began to weep a little.

Kiryu lifted her into his arms, almost like he would a child and it only caused his slave to cry harder. He held her there and cradled her for a long time, until her tears had stopped their flow, and she had buried her face into his chest.

He exited the bathroom and laid the girl on his bed, then walked into the bathroom again.

'So now I've done it... He's going to rape me now..' She told herself. Hoping to make him see that she would not be any more trouble, she unzipped her dress and tossed it to the floor, then began to remove her bra just as he came back into the room.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" He asked as he closed the bathroom door.

"Forgive me, please Master... I was trying to get ready for you so that you wouldn't think I was troublesome or resistant..." She whimpered, placing her hands behind her back so that she could do no more damage and get herself in worse trouble.

"Put your dress back on, slave." He growled, somewhat offended that she would even think that of him.

Ana obeyed, but she was just scared and confused. She didn't understand what was going on, and no matter what she did, it was wrong...

Kiryu walked over to her and sat down, then revealed the damp cloth he had grabbed in the bathroom, then set to work gently wiping away the stains of mascara that had run down her cheek as she cried.

"I'm trying Master... I swear I am.. please don't be mad at me..." Her voice shook a little bit as she she tried not to start crying again. "I want to be a good girl, but you're different than my other masters, so I don't know how to please you..."

Kiryu wiped the last of the tears from her face and kissed her forehead.

"I only want you to do as you're told. I know you are a good girl, but even good girls aren't perfect, Anastasia." He told her, lifting her chin.

"But... I- I want to be perfect... don't you believe in me, Master? How can I make you believe I can be perfect? I try hard, and I'll try harder.." She worried.

"Ana..." He pulled her into his chest, something that no one had done to her since she was a child, and he wondered what kind of horrible things she had been brainwashed with. Surely they didn't actually convince slaves that they could be perfect... Nobody was... "There is no such thing as perfect. Your best is the only thing I can ask of you."

She nodded, but she knew he was wrong, and she would make him see. She could be a good girl, and maybe, just maybe he would finally collar her and claim her.

"Right now, the only thing I want you to do is to follow your list." He stated.

Ana nodded and moved to stand up, Kiryu nodded and she rose, then he dismissed her back to her task, but without following her this time so as not to make her that nervous again.

He left her to her chores and went back to his small desk where he grabbed a manilla folder and returned to his main office. He sat down at his desk and opened the folder, then began to review some of his notes for an earlier book in his series for reference, and with that, he did his best to get back to work.

~*~

A few hours later, Kiryu emerged from his office bored and tired of sitting. He wanted to do something, anything but sit still. Usually if he was so worked up he would have went for a run outside, but with the new slave girl he couldn't just leave her alone, so he reluctantly went to the gym on the other side of the second story.

Uninterested in doing much else, he went to the treadmill and turned it on, then without any further thought, proceeded to run. He ran and ran for a very long time, until he knew that he had better stop before he hurt himself. He stopped and went to the mini refrigerator that was kept in that room, and he drank a liter of water down in mere seconds, then wiped the perspiration from his forehead.

He was soon interrupted by an uneasy feeling, so he turned around just in time to see Ana's head duck back behind the corner. He had no choice but to smile at her childishness, and he had a hard time trying to sound serious.

"Ana." He tried to sound stern.

Timidly she turned the corner and approached him, keeping her eyes low to the ground.

"What were you doing?" He asked, his face not showing any emotion, though his heart was still beating fast from his efforts, and his breath still not caught completely.

"Forgive me please... I- I was being bad.. I just wanted to watch you for a minute before I came to wipe everything down, Master.." She looked so disappointed in herself.

"Come here, you." He pulled her into a hug again and couldn't help the smile that peeked from around his lips, yet twinkled in his eyes.

"So you're not angry with me?" She asked hopefully.

"No, I'm not angry." He assured her, gently petting her hair. "Have you done your other chores?" He asked, pulling away.

"Yes Sir. I only have to clean in here, then make dinner." She answered.

"Good girl.." He praised gently.

"Thank You Sir.." She melted a little at the words.

"Now I'll leave you to finish up." Kiryu stepped over to the blue bin and tossed his water bottle into it, then left the room.

Ana's legs felt somewhat like jello as she tried to compose herself enough to clean up. She ran the vaccum over the commercial blue carpet, then wiped down all of the equipment with a disinfectant, and wiped the table and refrigerator down as well before she finished and returned the cleaners to the cabinet along with the vaccum and duster.

She took the dirty rags downstairs to the laundry room, and then went upstairs to wash her hands and start dinner.

After a little over an hour of work, Ana had everything almost ready, but with her last fifteen minutes of waiting for the rest of the food to finish cooking, she went upstairs to her bedroom and opened the closet.

Sheepishly, she grabbed one of the dresses that she knew Kiryu liked, and changed from the one she had worn into it. The dress was royal blue, and it was skin tight, hugging every curve she had and it was beautiful. She removed her makeup from earlier, and reapplied it to look fresh, and then headed to the door. Everything seemed perfect except for one thing...

Ana eyed the set of drawers, knowing it was a risk because she hadn't been told to do it, but ultimately she grabbed a pair of the fishnets that Master had loved and put them on. In the mirror with her dress, makeup, and heels she looked stunning, and she was very pleased as she went back downstairs to the kitchen to finish up.

Once the table had been set with all of the food and drink, Ana knelt in her corner with her back straight and remained still until her Master entered the room.

"Ana this looks incredible." He praised, seemingly surprised as he saw the table. A roast chicken with garlic new potatoes, green beans, macaroni, and soft white rolls had been laid out with two dinner candles, and the lights were dimmed slightly to create what Ana hoped was a very beautiful dinner table.

"Thank you Sir.." She breathed from where she was.

Kiryu walked over to the table and Ana stood without permission, her fingers still crossed that he would be too pleased to be upset with her disobedience. Her hips swayed as she walked over to her Master, and she kept her head slightly down.

"Please have a seat, Master.." She pulled his chair out for him and he sat down.

Ana came around into his field of vision to pour his glass of wine, and as soon as Kiryu saw her, his breathing stilled.

"Why did you change your dress?" He asked her, eying her up and down.

"For Master's pleasure." Was all she said as she set the bottle back down and knelt by his feet.

The fishnets stretched a little with the movement, and Kiryu swallowed hard.

"Shit Ana... I don't remember telling you to wear those.." His voice trailed off as she bent down, kissing his shoes, and giving a view of her bruised ass as her dress couldn't fully cover it, and the line of her white thong.

Kiryu had tried to fight his natural instincts since he first looked at Ana tonight, but this pushed him over the edge. He hardened immediately and for the rest of the meal could not focus on eating.

The girl never ceased to his and lick his shoes for the duration of the meal until Kiryu cleared his throat. At that, she sat up on her knees and blushed, looking up at him.

Even with his distraction, Kiryu had been able to notice the exceptional meal that his slave had prepared, in flavor as well as the presentation, so he pet her hair gently first, and then brushed his thumb over her soft lips.

"Open your mouth." He instructed, and Ana had to force herself to remain calm. Finally he was going to let her pleasure him.

She obeyed easily, and closed her eyes until she felt something unexpected instead. She opened her eyes back up and saw him pull his hand away from her mouth.

"You've got to chew, Ana." He smiled, amused by her confusion.

She chewed slowly and obediently, but was a little disappointed that she had been so eager and been wrong about it. The chicken was not bad at all, but to Ana it tasted off because it wasn't what she was used to, however she still cleaned his fingers off and kissed them appreciatively.

He fed her a piece of everything on his plate, and the rest of his potatoes which he could easily tell she loved, and once he had finished, Ana cleared the table and knelt in front of him again, praying he would understand what she wanted.

"The meal was delicious, Ana." He smiled, petting her.

"Thank you Master.." She nuzzled his hand affectionately.

Kiryu smiled down at her, and Ana had to swallow a needy whimper in her throat.

"P.. Please..." She started, her eyes welling almost childishly.

"What is it?" Kiryu asked, concern in his eyes.

"Master..." She was embarrassed. Why had she been this stupid in the first place? He probably didn't think she deserved it..

Kiryu lifted her chin. "What's wrong?" He tried again.

Ana pitifully leaned forward to kiss the zipper on his pants, feeling him twitch underneath her lips.

"No." He said firmly, pulling her off of him by her hair. "I draw the line here. I absolutely refuse to let you do this."

"I need it Master..." Her voice got small and quiet. "Please let me.." She pleaded.

"Ana, you don't have to do this. It's wrong for me to allow it."

"Why..?"

"Because nobody should be allowed to force anyone else to have sex with them. Slave or no slave, it is bad." He growled.

Ana bowed fearfully and trembled.

"I'm sorry Master.. I thought you would want to please yourself with me.. I didn't mean to make you think I was forcing you.." She whimpered.

Her voice brought Kiryu back to his mind instantly, and he pulled her up and close to him.

"No sweetie... You didn't do anything wrong. I did, and my own lust. You did everything good.." He did his best to calm her before she broke down again.

"But you said-"

"I mean I won't force you to have sex with me, Ana. It would be unfair to you, and make me feel bad afterwards." He interrupted.

"But I want to make you feel good, Master.. Please let me.." Her lip quivered as she spoke.

"Shhh... That isn't what YOU want.. You just want to make me happy with you, but I already am." He held her and rocked her gently.

Ana sniffled and clung to his shirt like it was a lifeline until she couldn't help it anymore. She broke down in tears and sobs, and Kiryu just held her while she did, loathing himself for having been the cause of such pain after such a perfect night.

She cried for a very very long time until She stilled and Kiryu carried her to his room where he laid her on the bed, removed her shoes, and held her close to him until his own emotions convicted him and a single tear slid down his cheek. He'd hurt her feelings badly, but he couldn't let her do what she had attempted and let her regret it... She was broken inside, and maybe no one could ever fix her, but he decided immediately that he was going to try his very best. He just didn't know how..