The Taming of a Slave Pt. 11

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"This is my house." Dren said as he gestured to the two-story home, framed by a large garden. Amaris closed her eyes and imagined the kitchen work, much like her own home, the found herself dreaming about her family. She sniffled and he looked at her.

"W-Wait. It's not really my house. I just wanted to impress you." He looked down, shaking his head. She looked over at him and smiled.

"It's ok. I was just remembering some things." She squeezed his hand and he raised his head with a smile. He began pulling her past the house and across the road.

"I live here." Amaris internally scolded herself, and looked up to see that his house was had an almost impossible staircase to climb. She groaned as she looked at it.

"Are you serious? The one guy to rescue me is also the one with the insanely high house?" He shrugged.

"It builds up muscle." She snorted and sat on the ground.

"I'm not walking up that!" He got on eye level with her and smiled. She frowned in response and he sighed. He reached under her knees and behind her back and picked her up. She shrieked and wrapped her arms around his neck before scowling at him.

"Why would you want this house? It must have been dirt cheap!" She said as she watched his face.

"I built this house." She looked back over his shoulder and shivered, imagining the every that could happen. "These stairs were made for a purpose. I'll show you when we're at the top." She nodded and looked out at the rest of the rebel encampment.

"Look." She climbed down and looked around to see the camp, so still and beautiful. She sat, and he walked to the front door, pulling out his keys and placing his hand on a scanner. He unlocked the door then whistled at Amaris. "It is an incredible view."

She climbed to her feet and followed him inside. It was a nice home, modest and comfortable. She sat in one of the chairs and watched him as he walked through the house, straightening up some things. Before long, he was satisfied and sat down.

"I need to know that you're not going to compromise this location. The entire encampment is endangered if I don't check ok?" Her eyes flashed up to his and she stared at him.

"Are you insinuating that I have loyalty towards that sick freak?" She rose as the anger built inside of her. "That man took everything from me. I wouldn't give two shits if he were dying right before me. I'd actually like to be the one that holds the knife." He stood slowly and began to wrap his arms around her, but she shook him off.

"Where's the bathroom? I need to freshen up." He took a step backwards and pointed down a hallway. She into the bathroom and thought about slamming the door, but sighed. He's just following protocol. She gently closed the door and washed her face. She looked in the mirror, the images flashing of the night with Elios in her mind. As she watched the flashes that came into her mind she grew angry. She growled and took a step towards the door when she felt something.

W-Why am I wet? I j-just watched myself technically get r-raped. She reached her hand down and felt that she had pretty much soaked herself. "Fuck." She mumbled.

"Amaris?" She looked down at her hand and wiped it on a towel. "Are you ok?"

"Y-Yeah. I'm fine." She took a deep breath to steady herself and opened the door. He leaned on the doorframe, eyes boring into her. He extended his arms and she walked into them.

"I'm sorry. I didn't want you to have to relive any second there. And I want you to know-" He tilted her head up to meet his gaze. "We are going to get your family back." She smiled and kissed his cheek before breaking away, leaving him stammering.

"What? Never been kissed by a black girl before?" She giggled and walked around the sky-home.

"N-No." She turned around with a smile on her face.

"Have you ever been kissed?" He nodded, afraid of his voice failing him again. "That's a start, but where is my room?" He shook his head, trying to make himself speak clearly.

"We have a room. I-If you don't mind sleeping with me. I-I mean in the same bed, n-not saying I wouldn't. I mean-" Amaris, laughing walked over to Dren and put her hands on his face, quieting him.

"Show me the bedroom." She said softly with a smile. He held her hands and pulled her to the other side of the house. She looked around and smiled at the dark room. Immediately, she remembered the room where Elios whipped her into submission. She recoiled from Dren's grasp, feeling her panties dampen. What's wrong with me? I hated that pain!

"Are you ok?" Dren rushed over to her and she softened.

"I'm fine, just some PTSD that's it." Dren chuckled and turned on the lights. She walked over to the bed, scolding herself.

"Can you tell me what you're fearing? I can have someone help you." She shook her head quickly and then leaned back.

"I can't say it aloud. If I do, then it makes it real." He laid down next to her and turned to look at her, forcing his eyes to stay on her face.

"That's not a good way to deal with things." She shrugged and turned to face him. He noticed and turned too, slightly closing the distance between them.

"Can you tell me? I won't have any judgment, after all I just met you." Amaris rolled her eyes.

"Forget it." She kissed his nose, shutting him up. She looked into his eyes and felt something as she ran her fingers lightly down his face and jaw before reaching down to his neck. He tensed, and then relaxed as he watched her face not be malicious, but interested. She stopped ad she reached his chest and then looked up, as if asking for permission.

He nodded and she lightly ran her hand down his chest and to his abs. She giggled and felt heat rush up to her face as she accidentally dipped her hand too low. Dren moaned lowly and Amaris froze. She withdrew her hand and sat up, attempting to leave when he wrapped his arm around her waist.

"We don't have to do anything, but don't leave me...please?" She looked back at him and her embarrassment melted and she laid down with him again. He ran his hand down her jaw and around her face. He took a deep breath before leaning in and kissing her cheek. She smiled and he blushed slightly, before continuing on his path. He ran his hand down her neck and then to her shoulders.

She smiled as he ran his hands down her arms and then placed them on her waist. He gasped as he brushed up against her ass. He quickly recoiled but she was faster in putting her hand on his lap. She smiled and pulled him back down with her.

"Don't be afraid to touch-" He looked back at her with a pained expression.

"Listen. I have some things I need to take care of, stay here, and I'll be back soon ok?" She looked down and nodded. He got up and walked out of the room.

IDIOT! What are you doing? Trying to fuck everyone you see? She listened to him as he sat down in his office and began shuffling some papers. She began imagining him being the one to hold her down; to put her in positions and bringing her the pleasure she needed. She laid back on the bed and closed her eyes.

"Amaris do you want to cum?" Dren asked her before licking in between her legs again. She whimpered and nodded. "I didn't hear that."

"Yes Master Dren, I want to cum so badly!" She pushed her pussy closer to his face, and he squeezed her ass, reminding her to still herself.

"How will I ever let you do anything when you constantly only worry about your own pleasure? Maybe I should put you in chastity for a few months." She looked up at him in horror and spread her legs wider.

"N-No Master Dren please..." He laughed and licked her pussy again.

"You're right. I do like the taste of you." He pushed a finger into her, causing her to moan and throw her head back.

"M-Master..." He bit softly on her thigh and grabbed her ass.

"Cum you slut. Cum now." She let the waves of her orgasm carry her and wash over her as she exploded on his face and hand. She laid there, breathing as he began to undress.

"M-Master Dren?" She asked as he put his clothes in a neat pile and began climbing towards her.

"What? Did you think that the night was over? If so, then you're sadly mistaken. We still have me to finish off. And I want to fuck that pussy of yours."

Amaris' eyes flashed open and took in her surroundings. She was still in the bedroom, quickly rubbing her clit and pulling on her nipple. She heard moving in the next room, yet didn't stop, the pictures still playing in her head. Dren was in the hallway now, close to the door.

No! Wait...Let me finish... She begged in her mind. She let out the breath she had been holding as the door opened. She opened her mouth to say something but only a moan escaped as Dren came into view.

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"Will you speak? Who took her from my house?" Elios snarled as he brought the whip down again across Joseph's back. Joseph exhaled and lifted his eyes and bore them into Elios' own. Elios sighed and ran his hand through his hair before turning his back and beginning to walk to the door.

"You know, she's never going to bow to you." Elios scoffed and continued walking to the door, shutting it behind him.

"Helga. I want you to call Kaya. Tell her I have a new slave I need to break in." She nodded and walked reluctantly to his office. Elios walked the other way and unlocked the door before entering his private study.

He locked the door and activated the camera control panel. He watched as Helga picked up the phone then he began to look through the footage from last night.

Who the hell thinks they can come into my house and steal my property? He watched as Joseph came into the kitchen, then waited a couple more minutes, watching the door. Sure enough, a man in all black came in and moved with the shadows. Elios watched the man and sat back in surprise.

"That can't be who I think it is." He paused the tape and opened up a tab.

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"Who is this?" He asked, knocking Kaya to the floor as he stormed in with papers. Joseph opened his eyes, then shrugged. Elios bristled with anger as he pointed to the screenshot on the paper. "Him." Joseph started laughing.

"Don't know the guy. I'd like to salute him though, for saving my sister from...this." Elios' face went cold.

"Your slave escaped?" He turned to look at Kaya, and softened his expression and nodded.

"This one and the person on this paper got her out." She walked over to him and looked at the paper.

"That's a rebel. He's probably at one of the three encampments." Elios smiled and kissed Kaya on the cheek.

"Thank you." He left the room and Kaya watched after him until the door closed.

"Now. I get you all to myself." She said and pulled down the biggest flogger from the wall.

"Damn that's hot." He said and she hit him across the chest.