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It was a strange feeling waiting for a master. She had expected odd and painful encounters when she decided to take on this strange way of observing the living and finding her ways of helping perhaps. But the lonesome sensation of waiting like this in a personal owned nature. It was a different kind of feeling. A feeling of lonesome nature that was a little worse then the pain she had to endure such as her long walk or other tasks. What little experience she had with her mast she figured would be filled in more soon but it was still something to look forward to at least for the moment. She'd cleaned and taken care of what few tasks she'd been figured to go for but didn't try to push any further beyond her station. Her clothes however still rags and the long walk in the rugged out doors back and forth from her prior outing had left several new rips. Her feet healed with a bit of medicine and her godly nature.
She tried to fix her hair though given what little she had seen of this place so far had her egging on the inside to look better to fit her surroundings. Part of her yearning for her home again or a nice set of clothes even her kai apparel to look more fitting. But she didn't let such minor desires break her will to continue here. An leaving to early such a station might just mean some other slave would suffer and be forced in such station. This was part of her task now. This was for the moment part of her world.
Fixing her silver hair her soft brenchian blue skin as fair as her normal flesh would be. Her soft blue eyes pure looking towards the door as she sat near the front doors waiting as she felt was proper. She took a hand and touched her cheek briefly thinking of her true form. Her fingers moving through her silver hair and thinking of her light blonde normal hair. Being left alone so long with ones thoughts was troublesome. An as a young kai who lived with no true quadrant only failed prospects now. She had allot that couple ease into her mind like shadows and demons. There was pain her for so many. An even if true it was before her creation she was a kai that should been overseeing the saiyans and other races now scattered to grow in other places. She felt responsible that the saiyans lived such as this and not back on their own worlds. If that were the case she could have presented herself directly without the shadows. But now with the galaxy as it was and she not even in her own quadrant. IT wasn't her place to present herself from the hierarchy of above. Perhaps she didn't know how to help but she just hoped she'd find a way. That her instincts wouldn't let her down.
Base [x+1/x+0], Enrage [x2], Mastered Power [x5], Super Elemi [x13], Attuned Super Elemi [x20], Unleashed Super Elemi [x32/x24], Mastered Super Elemi [x35], True Elemental [x45], False God [x56/x55] True God [x60]
Tomina took a moment to appreciate her new place. She had commissioned a fair amount of Brenchian slaves to start converting the houses around her Dojo into her new mansion. It didn't take as long as Tomina thought it would initially: Brenchians were rather fast workers after all. There were still some small things that needed to be completed, such as the small courtyard she had planned and other minor things, but her mansion was now fully habitable. With all the modern conveniences Tomina had come to enjoy as of late.
Tomina slammed open the double doors of her mansion and strode inside with a spring in her step. Tomina seemed to be in a fairly good mood, considering that earlier in the day that she had nearly been mind controlled by an android. She spotted her new slave waiting for her in the foyer. She then turned her head and surveyed the large space.
“Well, you did a good job with the place, from what I can tell so far. Although I’ll know for sure once I’m done giving you a tour of the place and give you the specifics as to what you can expect. Once all the construction is done, I’ll start picking out some additional slaves to help with the upkeep of the house. Even with the speed you Brenchians are known for, you can’t do everything at once.”
Tomina’s gaze turned back to the slave, frowning as she gave her a closer look. The wounds on her feet had been patched up somehow, and she had straightened out her hair a little bit.
“I told you to stand up the whole time while waiting for me. I didn’t want your filthy rags dirtying up my floor again. All of these bathrooms are no place for a slave to do their hair. And most importantly of all, have you been in my medical capsules? Those are for saving Saiyan lives on the battlefield, not for patching up the minor scrapes and tears of slaves.”
Tomina narrowed her eyes at the Kai in disguise, turning her palm upward and forming a ball fireball in her hand. Things were not starting off well for Marissa so far, and she was going have to come up with some explanations fast if she wanted to avoid the flames.
It wasn't to much later till through the doors with strength and perhaps giving off a more relaxed aura then before. Although as quick as she arrived Marissa did need a moment to think over the words and ideas of too many other slaves if this place was to become a host to a vast few in time. Too many could remove her ability to help the singular person with all tasks and time taken by other day to day tasks. As well as the ideals of helping the many may present sooner opportunities as well as more easy explanations if the disguise ever needed to be voided. It was a little saddening. She hadn't exactly realized right away before her new master may have been on with the status to hold a much larger stock. She knew many saiyans had different tastes and ideas when it came to slaves, quantity, quality, and use. She'd just have to hope she could make some different before things become to far out of her reach and abilities without exposing herself.
"I see... I'm glad you are pleased. I was not truly aware of all your luxury in your standing. I guess the silence I'll have to enjoy while I can if the halls will soon have many faces one day. Less lonesome as well I suppose." Giving a small but saddened smile. Some of the emotions genuine as it always felt more and more complicated in the matter of helping people. She wished inwardly she held the power a Kai should to ease the mortals. But in this like so many other aspects of her creation she fell incredibly short. As if a massive chasm always stood between her and any of her goals of helping the living world.
She sighed and looked away though when she was scolded for many things. Such a strong flash towards anger and discipline. A little twinge in her heart twisting as things proved only more to grow increasingly difficult as the chasm itself grew even more as well. Like the dark pit of her goals was laughing at her in this silly endeavor. She'd take a moment and kneel and a moment after be on both her knees before her master. Looking up to her with saddened light blue hues. Fair skin and a gentle aura much like her actual looks in shape and texture. The pain and sadness from since she first started this expedition shining through and perhaps filling the roll of the defeated look of the genuine brenchians. Looking as if a captured slave who had truly been just a free girl before. Perhaps as Marissa would have truly been felt as free if not for the pain and destruction of her birthright to watch over.
"We learn to style well on this planet. Even in these times to look better is better for our health. To be pleasing to the eye can sometimes lead to even those most violent of masters being a bit more kind. I can treat my wounds with old remedies. But I haven't much proof to my actions being alone here most of the time. I suppose as is your right to do with me as you wish. As you please..." Looking at her eyes with saddened soft eyes. Hollow in some sense as if truly knowing loss in truth on a galactic scale. But also some strange longing and kindness that may have been harder for her master to pinpoint. The longing to help and settle the souls of this world. The pain even in small places or singular lives. A looking of longing to ease Tomina's pain and give her release as well. She'd smile at her softly remaining on her knees as if the lovely frail flower of brench. Her very aura one of sadness and kindness as her eyes didn't give any anger or hatred.
Base [x+1/x+0], Enrage [x2], Mastered Power [x5], Super Elemi [x13], Attuned Super Elemi [x20], Unleashed Super Elemi [x32/x24], Mastered Super Elemi [x35], True Elemental [x45], False God [x56/x55] True God [x60]
“Rather articulate for someone your age, aren't you? even for Brenchian slime you're good with words,. A slave shouldn’t talk too much to their master though. They need only to obey.”
Even though the girl had knelt before her, Tomina planned on throwing the fireball at her. It wouldn’t be enough to put her life at risk, but it would hurt a lot if it connected. Then Tomina saw the look in her eyes. There was pain in them, yet there was a strange kindness within them as well. Despite being threatened with a fireball, she didn’t appear to hate or fear her. For a moment, her slaves face morphed into another, someone from her past who was now long gone. Tomina suddenly had the same haunted expression in her eyes. Tomina dissipated the fireball, and lowered her hand down to her side.
“You’re cool under pressure, I’ll give you that much. Most slaves in your position would be rattling their chains with now much they’d be shaking in fear. I’ll let you off this time, but if you disobey an order again or don’t perform a task to my liking, you will be disciplined. From now on, only answer my orders with “yes madame.” The only conditions that you’re permitted to talk are responding to commands, or have an important question regarding your tasks. If you want to speak freely, you are to ask me “Master, can I speak to you?” If I’m in a good mood, then maybe I’ll let you talk. Don’t say anything unnecessary either: be straight and to the point with me. It goes without saying that you will be punished if you disregard the conditions that you’re allowed to talk, understand? Teara! Stand up and follow me!"
Tomina walked past her slave, briefly glancing back to see if she was following her. She went down one of the hallways in her mansion, heading towards the closest bathroom. She was going to check those first and see if she could find any traces of her hair in the sinks. If she did, then she would punish her new slave anyway.
“I’m going to attribute today’s mistakes to naïveté. Being pleasing to the eye doesn’t make your masters kinder to them. In fact, it only makes the situation worst. See, proper Saiyans like to have their way with pretty women they own. One of my subordinates has a personal concubine who attends to his needs. I had fun playing with her myself. While she enjoys it, Saiyans can have their way with slaves whether they’re willing or not. Even as dirty as you are right now, you’re a rather pretty flower. I wouldn’t mind having tossing you inside a bathroom and having my way with you. I could do you on the staircase in full view of the front door without repercussions. That’s because you’re my property, and you can do anything you want to things you own.”
Tomina stopped in front of a bathroom door, looking over her shoulder at Teara. She was just at the right age for Tomina to be interested in her, and her figure was fairly appealing. She was far from the most attractive woman Tomina had ever met, but she wasn’t ugly by any means. She held the slaves look for as long as it took for her to get the message. She was totally at her mercy.
“If you end up displeasing me badly enough, maybe I’ll give you to owner of the concubine. Carva is a ruthless, insatiable Saiyan. I was with him and his slave for an entire night, and he still wanted more. I bet he would love to play with a new toy. You’d experience first hand what masters do to those who are pretty on the eyes. There are no rays of hope for you and the rest of your race. You Brenchians are in an eternal night now. The darkness swallows up the weak and incompetent. That is your world now.”
Tomina opened the bathroom door and strode inside. She stood in the center of the room, her head turning as she slowly surveyed everything. Teara got off easy for the time being, but it was clear that her life was going to be harsh from now on. There was no room for error when it came to working for her master.
A feint smile came and went quickly. Almost as it had never even existed but a feint moment of joy perhaps at a small glint of mercy or some recognition. She was ready for pain but whatever held it back and the threat of her master set aside gave her a small light somewhere in the darkness. An if their was a light truly one could eventually cultivate that light. Something she felt perhaps there was some chance of yet.
"I can obey, Ask of me what you will and if its in my power it will be done. I am yours, master." Her voice soft and void of any hostility. It wasn't weak sounding she had a softness to her words as well her movements. A bit of frailness that caste more the innocence light. She listened to the words though after rising. Moving along in toe following a few steps behind her master and trying to take her words to mind quickly. The role she had to play proving more and more often to be far more difficult then she had expected. Blaming her behavior on her being naive was truly right in more ways then intended. She kept silent for most of the speaking taking in each order. She felt nervous though given even her power and her abilities. It was possible under certain circumstances she could't abruptly end this disguise and flee without taking punishments. She was a being of peace and light but lacked with power. She was young and needed time to grow. The truth was if Tomina or this Carva truly wished to harm her she could not avoid it and even breaking disguise would not guarantee her powers would avoid all danger. She felt a light shiver as the thought. She had taken to several desires and studies to know of the world and its many treasures and delights. It just saddened her that such prospects of things that should have been loving and emotional times were used as such threats in dark ways.
"Do I displease you? Would it already be considered to give me to such a person? If I am truly such property what do you wish of me. I was asked to be taken as a personal slave is their some main desire of me?" Entering the room with her. Feeling a little bit of her heart grow heavy. A light tremble in her arm and shiver at her shoulders. A little worrisome to be in one of the places alone where even perhaps just informationaly threats of such actions were made. Her eyes softly looking towards Tomina but at her neck avoiding direct eye contact for the moment. The door open behind her as she tried to speak quickly still catching onto everything. Taking pauses of silence between her words when she finished speaking. Her eyes briefly catching that her ragged attire still clung to her body dirty and torn as it was. Her gaze on Tomina lingering as she missed wearing nicer clothing. Her eyes perhaps lingering to long at the saiyans styles that she may have been taken for staring.
Base [x+1/x+0], Enrage [x2], Mastered Power [x5], Super Elemi [x13], Attuned Super Elemi [x20], Unleashed Super Elemi [x32/x24], Mastered Super Elemi [x35], True Elemental [x45], False God [x56/x55] True God [x60]
She really was trying her hardest. Teara was not making things easy though. Tomina had been making cracks about the “poor” choice of words that her slave kept on using. Although the truth was that all that talk was starting to get to her head. I know you like being there sometimes, but you’ve got to pull yourself out of the gutter Tomina! You can’t let yourself give into distractions like that!
Tomina wasn’t lying when she said that she found Teara’s form pleasing to her eyes. The thought of enjoying her new slave to the fullest was very tempting. Race didn’t matter that much to Tomina when it came to those kind of activities. Two things were stopping her from carrying out her desires. Tomina had quite a bit of things she needed to do. She had to train to get stronger and get everyone else prepared for the coming battle. Indulging her fantasies would be time that could have been better spent training.
The second reason was that as cruel as she could be to other races, there were a few lines she did not cross. And one of them was doing certain things to them without consent. Tomina didn’t torture people just for fun. Oh, performing those acts was a lot of fun. That wasn’t the main objective though. Some forms of inflicting suffering were completely ineffective at getting information. Dominating someone without their consent was all about power and control, and it usually left the victim too scarred to tell one anything important afterwards. In there end there were too many reasons for Tomina to commit such acts and nothing she would gain from it.
Tearja was making it hard with the wording she was using though. “I’m yours master” was yet another unintentional innuendo on the part of her Brenchian slave. Life could be hard sometimes. Still, she hid the fact that she was being affected by those words very well. When she was done inspecting the bathroom, Tomina walked out of the room, motioning to Tearja for her to follow.
“Brenchians are supposed to be fast, so why are you so slow on the uptake? I find your current work to be satisfactory. I was just using a hypothetical scenario to make you understand your current position.”
Tomina walked through the hallway, making sure everything was spotless on the way to their next destination. She still had her back turned to her slave, even though she was talking to her.
“I was always going to need one personal slave sooner or later. I can get Brenchians to build my mansion or other manual labor whenever I want. But I can’t take all of them with me everywhere I go. So I was already going to pick one, maybe two slaves to be my attendant. I find you amusing. You’re such a pure little flower: I just had to have you for myself.”
Tomina stopped in front of a door, turning and looking over at her slave. She had an amused twinkle in her eye as she looked at the blue-skin girl.
“You know, if I didn’t know any better, I’d say you want me to do certain things to you. “Ask me what you will, and if it’s in my power I’ll do it. I am yours master. Is there some main desire of me?” You’ve been phrasing things like that all day. If you keep that up, I might just test how far you’ll go. I’m getting curious as to what you’d willingly do.”
Tomina gave Tearja a wolfish grin, then opened the plain brown door and stepped in. She walked through a stone kitchen that just had the bare essentials for cooking things towards another door near the back of it. Tomina was doing her best to keep herself in check. But she couldn’t resist teasing her new slave. It was so much fun!
She followed along quickly in toe trying to keep up and quickly at that. Wanting to move as it sounded she was expected too but also not wanting to move to close. Balancing to appear quick but also the proper distance behind most the time proved a little odd to balance. Feeling her mind try and focus on the task of the appearance as much as listening as the instructional talk continued. She felt her cheeks blush a little as she listened. Marissa's mind couldn't help but wonder ever so lightly at the wording as she followed Tomina. Almost bumping into her first when she stopped in the doorway. Catching herself just in time as to hopefully not reveal her near misstep. About to apologize but first Tomina picking up with a bit more to say.
She gave a bit of a wide eyed expression that only grew more as if a animal caught in a spot light to the reaction. Seeming lost to words for the moment. Her cheeks and tips of her ears burning as the crimson hue was showing on her blue flesh. Marissa couldn't help but wonder how in normal times in her normal form without the disguise present she may have been inclined to play a little more to the lines. But with the show as it was she felt nervous or shy. Caught between... ideas, An her current station. "I... I well... What all I'd willingly do?" Her heart fluttered lightly feeling lightly saddened on the show. She wondered on if only things were different if her true self could have reached this one a bit more. But she remembered tales of Maikeru her brothers plight. As well as her near explosive problem when she'd first taken this image. Things being as easily delightful as that was far from possible and she knew it very well.
She realized she took more then a moment though before quickly catching up to the woman again not wanting to fall to far behind. She was having trouble figuring this one out... It seemed when she thought she had more of a handle on things Tomina had a way of throwing a curve ball the next moment. In many ways it was a good thing though. Marissa got to see and learn more of these people. To see glimpses beyond the beasts and dark storied warriors the galaxy made the saiyan empires out to be. The more there was to learn the more opportunities may present themselves. Although as Tomina played her games after a long day of waiting so long in such a place without entertainment and driven to near boredom in her act compared to her normal life of fine delights and luxuries on her planet back home... It was easy to fine such games curious to say the least. "I just wish to prove myself well. I originally expected to be a personal attendant to Kinoko. But now that I'm in charge I expected that to be my cause here. IF I don't have such value I may be sold or given off as had been made clear to me." Giving a bit of acted worry in her voice. Making it sound like such a station was important to her. In truth personal roles such as she spoke would be far easier on a slave then a great deal other jobs many may take. An given saiyan feelings towards the Brenchian race there were quite a few more problematic stations she could have found herself in.
"If you wish to test me to be kept close as I thought then that is my task. If I displease you my master, or mistress, Please let me know what I can do to be better for you. I'm young enough to learn whatever tasks you desire of me. Hopefully you'll want to keep me close like the kind of slaves you spoke of needing." She thought on it lightly unable to get a full read on Tomina but feeling a little of the game in the air. She wondered carefully and considered her options. Wondering if she fed the beast perhaps a little. It could help her more hold a position. Falling down to far to ordinary slaves wouldn't allow her to gather much intel or have chances to help anyone. It would become a failed cause she'd have to abandon. An given the queen was for now out of reach Tomina was a high up well placed goal as well. The closest one to aid her. If it took a little more acting and a few pieces in the game that would be how she'd play it. "I could learn whatever you'd need me too for such a place..." Letting the naive tone in her voice push lightly to caste the light she wanted. As well as light implication to play back. She'd watch behind the mask of the slave to try and catch a glimpse if she was on the right track. To get close to secure something as well as perhaps it wasn't the worst way to go about things either. Her blue eyes soft and pure as her kind soft cheeks blue still lit up with a light hint of pink. Tomina
Base [x+1/x+0], Enrage [x2], Mastered Power [x5], Super Elemi [x13], Attuned Super Elemi [x20], Unleashed Super Elemi [x32/x24], Mastered Super Elemi [x35], True Elemental [x45], False God [x56/x55] True God [x60]
Tomina’s grin grew even wider as she saw the reaction on the Brenchian girl’s face. Her skin was turning red out of embarrassment. That was just the kind of response she wanted. Although she was a little bit surprised that she got it from her.
So she isn’t totally innocent. She knows what I'm getting at. I'm going to enjoy corrupting this one.
Tomina opened the next door, revealing a series of bunk beds in a stone room. While it looked as new as everything else, it didn’t look like a very welcoming place to be.
“These are the servants quarters. This is where you and others I will pick to serve me will sleep. You will do have to do all the laundry and cleaning by yourselfs of course. I don’t care how clean things are in this area, but if you want to stay healthy, then I suggest you work hard. There is a shower here, but you’ll get nothing but cold water of course. I need all the hot water I can get, so I can’t waste it on my slaves."
Tomina led Teara out of the room, back towards the front of the house. She then walked up the stairs, giving her slave a run down of more things she would expect.
“You’ll learn most things as you go along. There is one thing that I’m going to have to teach you personally, and that’s how to fly. It’s unacceptable for a personal slave to not know how to do that much. You’ll need to be able to keep up with me at a decent pace. I’m not going to ever teach you how to fight, but you need to know the basics in order to properly serve me”
Tomina noted that her slave had expected to work for Kinoko. Did she just assume that the Queen would take her due to her higher authority? Or was there something else at play here. The Saiyan hybrid shoved it aside for the moment, and made it to a room with two double doors. She opened it up, beckoning for Teara to do the same.
“Here is my room. It isn’t quite fully decorated yet, but that will change soon. Of course you won’t be allowed in here without my permission. If I am oversleeping, you will knock on the doors as hard as possible. You will clean here when I say you have to, otherwise this place is off limits.”
The room was at least half the size of the foyer. It had a marble fireplace And a four poster king sized bed in the room. There were silk curtains that enveloped the bed like a canopy, and red drapes were covering a window that was as large as the average Saiyan. Tomina closed the doors behind her, standing in between them and Teara.
“Earlier I asked you what you would willing to do. How far would you go to please your mistress? If I told you to strip on the spot, would you do it without hesitation? You did say that you’ll do anything within your power for me. It’s in your power to take off your own clothes, no?”
Tomina was staring at her slave with a hungry glint in her eye. Tomina wanted to see what would happen once she dropped all pretenses and just made things obvious. The result was going to be priceless, she was sure of it. Not to mention she wanted to see how far her slave would go for her. Tomina found that she could barely keep her desires in check. How things would turn out would likely depend on Teara’s answer.
It gave a slight nervous twinge that shivered throughout her shoulders at first. Moments after seeing a bit of the ever widening grin. She wondered if Kinoko would have been this difficult to get a easier understanding off. How many secrets and careful motivations hide behind the surface of the two in comparison.
She nodded as she walked in peeking at the servants quarters along side Tomina a little closer for the moment. But only so she could get a better view really of the quarters encase they decided to move on quickly. Allowing a soft shoulder to try and brush against Tomina's side just right. The more leverage perhaps she could earn if she read certain situations right. The more good standing she could get to and in turn perhaps allow her to save this one in ways she hadn't imagined. The problem with cleaning she didn't mind. In her few days or weeks now in disguise she'd learned what she had to about minor tastes and normally expected things. But the cold water... Regular cold showers made her skin crawl at the thought. An if more were soon added with her while she played this role she wouldn't be able to sneak some of her magic to fix that either. She'd have to be more careful when other slaves one day took to this hall as well. At least for now... she knew she'd have some short time she could hide some magic to put off that small tragedy.
"Yes Mistress, Its truly... fine quarters." Marissa inwardly gulped. Only a small delay in her words as she did miss the comforts of home. With her magic and what the Oni's had helped her attain as well as her brethren. She had luxuries and desires from times past as well as from quadrant to quadrant. It was eye opening though the more personal experience she had to see just how the other side lived. What right did she have to truly be god of creation and watch over others if she herself had not suffered as well. She belonged here for now. She had to help and do what she could to perhaps save just even one soul. What she would learn of true suffering would no doubt help guide her hand in the future one day upon her watchful position.
As she followed along when Tomina wasn't looking she had a surprised look on her face at the idea of 'learning to fly'. Perhaps that part of her act wasn't one of her smartest moments. She had never wondered how good her acting was but at least in this so far it had proven satisfactory. Even if there had been a few mishaps from here to there. She'd shake her head from side to side and pinch her cheek briefly when she was sure her master wasn't looking to try and shake those thoughts away. It was simply one more bridge to cross when she got to it. It was a task in her path and like so many others to come she refused to let it stop her. It was her place to accept what she had to do to get to where she needed to be.
Although she was a little bit caught off guard at the look of Tomina's personal chambers. When she was beckoned in she walked in a little past Tomina not realizing she was about to block her in. Even if it wasn't fully done yet what was done was truly lovely. She had to remarked for what she heard about saiyans this place definitely surpassed her expectations on saiyan style. From the curtains to the large canopy bed she felt herself lightly more envious and missing home ever more. Taking some note of the bed briefly and considering something similar when sh one day returned home.
Although while their taste in decoration and style may have proven to be false and actually be pretty well off as she thought now. Their other desires and behaviors behind closed doors proved to be a bit more spot on. Her blue cheeks a little red as she turned to face Tomina now. Her heart fluttered a bit and her cheeks burned along with the tips of her ears at what she heard. She wasn't truly sure how to feel about this part but she'd have to have been a fool to not expect something similar of it to come give the game she played to get close and the bits and pieces she noticed along the way. But still in what experience she had. She was more used to things while casual a bit more romantic.
She'd pause for a moment considering her standing of her role and what she was really here to do. Tomina disapproving her could put her in such a place that this entire role could lose any chance of actually helping anyone. Making all up to this point wasted... It still felt strange to be ordered to do such a thing rather then requested. At least with how it felt that was. Inwardly Marissa felt this conflicting ideas and while didn't mind the prospects of where this would go if she was in normal form. Strange thoughts did cross her mind given the true premise of it for this moment and all that was in context. But when she thought on it she couldn't help but think just as she wanted to learn about the plights of the beings far bellow her and her brothers... What would Teara have done here. If she were a true being she would have no chances to turn away or simply take back to a luxurious planet. Her mind raced between all that was right and wrong and what conflicted her.
She held back a tear that nearly formed and instead looked towards Tomina with bright blue eyes. She hoped that in time she could change the way this was. With some luck this all wouldn't just end up experience and she'd actually be able to help at least one of them. Hopefully getting close would be as valuable as she thought it would be. As she stood like Tomina between her and the door. She between Tomina and the canopy king size bed behind her.
"You spoke of your ally Carva's special slave. Do such places sometimes reserve luxuries or places more closer to a masters side?" Swallowing her pride and letting the more complicated moments fade. For the moment to get where she needed this was all a act, both in life and apparently as well the bedroom. Her words soft and carrying like a loving but frail coo. To maker her master feel a bit more powerful in comparison. She'd take a couple steps forward as she began to loosen the cloth belt that helped secure rags of clothes that would need to be replaced if torn any worse then thy were already. As that hit the ground she allowed the top of her clothing to fall just lightly enough to bring into view just the top of her chest without anything too much coming into view just yet but showing the skin of her shoulders and nape of her neck and just lightly the top of her chest. Her flesh soft and with a light tone of pink as it seemed her blush was carrying. She gulped though a bit nervous from the act of her role and the current act as well. She took enough steps to be within a few feet. But trying to see if she could draw Tomina to move closer as well some on her own. Curious if she could sway her truly at all or perhaps could hold some power in this alone. Her soft lips in a bit of a pout as her eyes gave a nervous yet oddly warm expression. "Its a simple task to take ones clothes off is it not? I had hoped in this dangerous world to perhaps find opportunity when I was sent to Kinoko. But then when I was taken by one so strong such as yourself I thought perhaps the gods smiled more upon me. I can do much in my power to please you but any one can take off clothes. So... is there anything you might wish to add my mistress so I could show I can be better then the others who might 'only' be able to simply take off clothes." Recalling something that once took note to a Oni she knew. She'd lick along her bottom lip after her soft coo of words. An lightly give a momentary bite to her bottom lip as she kept eye contact with Tomina now. Awaiting her answer shoulders bared she lifted lightly at her lower bits of her clothing as long slender blue legs came into view. Perhaps in her own way trying to still have some control as well as keep up what she needed to get to where she needed to get... and it seems Tomina also to a extent wanted to get at the moment.
Base [x+1/x+0], Enrage [x2], Mastered Power [x5], Super Elemi [x13], Attuned Super Elemi [x20], Unleashed Super Elemi [x32/x24], Mastered Super Elemi [x35], True Elemental [x45], False God [x56/x55] True God [x60]
Tomina had expected her to completely resist. What slave in their right mind would willingly let anyone have their way with them? Whether it was because they still had a bit of pride left or were terrified of the fact of what could happen to them, they always resisted giving up their body.Tomina expected to catch her slave with her lie. That there were some things she wouldn’t do willingly. That wasn't what happened though.
The Saiyan hybrid watched as Teara walked forward and started loosening her clothes. Tearja really did have a nice body. She was nervous and at one point was holding back a tear, but she was doing good holding her composure. Even her tone of voice was surprisingly on point. Tomina grinned broadly, clapping her hands together a couple of times.
“Well not just anyone can put on the performance you just did. Damn Teara, with a bit of practice you could pander to someone just as well as a trained whore. The friendly tone, the flattery,doing something you dislike while hiding it well…. shit, you’re good.”
Tomina walked forward until she was right in front of slave. She looked down at her with a look of approval. This girl was turning out to be a wonderful find.
“I’m going to add quite a bit to you overtime. You’re going to learn quite a bit from me. I expect nothing but the best from anything connected to me, including my slaves. I have no doubt that you’ll prove yourself to be superior to all the other slaves.”
Tomina took a step closer, eyeing Teara’s body with approval. The blue skin made her legs and the rest of her revealed skin all the more exotic looking. Boy, she really did know how to pick them.
“I did mention before that Saiyans can do whatever they want to slaves. Some will even go so far as to have their way with a slave in public. I don’t like doing that type of thing against someone’s will though. I have one little rule, even regarding my slaves. If they give their consent, then I can have as much fun as I want. Otherwise I won’t cross that boundary. Slaves that go the extra mile to please me will get rewarded for it. So Teara, show me how far you’re willing to go. I won't punish you if you refuse me here.“
Tomina watched her slave curiously, wondering exactly how far she would go. Would she actually willingly go through with what she was suggesting? Teara was proving to be far more interesting then she thought the would be. This Brenchian slave girl was something else.
She felt a little shiver at first when Tomina clapped and it became clear she knew of the act. Thankfully it seemed she was able to cover the bigger act under the naive slave route. But even still she looked nervous for a moment but quickly tried to hide it under a coy but cautious grin. Those with such standing and power had a good eye. It felt each time she thought she could get a foot ahead or even in the door towards a goal to actually help her cause. It revealed she was actually several steps behind or her naivety proved actually genuine for that moment.
She bit her lip again a bit harder, But rather if it was for looks or frustration was bit hard to tell. "I was hoping you wouldn't see through of any of it. I didn't want you to be displeased by me. To learn and be at one so high a standings side is for my kind now one of the few honors we can hope to attain. An... you are perhaps the lottery when it comes to possible masters to serve... or service." She baited the hook a bit more as she felt relieved it seemed her role had worked more then she thought. At least to some extent as to answer she moved even closer. Pushing Marissa far far down for the moment deep within herself. Teara would play this for now and perhaps one day if she did her job Marissa could truly set Tomina and others free as well from bonds seen for some and unseen for others.
"That's a noble rule... You have honor as well as power I believe hearing that. The offer is appreciative and in truth... If you were to consider me as your main confident and close slave for you needs. Perhaps..." Moving closer as a little more blue began to reveal itself. Her clothes at this point only hanging on by what little still remained tied or buttoned in a couple places. She'd raise a hand if not stopped and try to gently touch Tomina's cheek to guide her to look in the blue eyes of the Brench slave. The eyes the one true thing that wasn't altered in her looks.
"If you allow it, It may even be safer and smarter to have only one personal slave for such things. Less lips to whisper or ears to listen an that one could truly flourish and help a 'kind' master?" She'd lean forward and try to kiss Tomina softly at first but slip her tongue past if allowed briefly. Marissa knowing enough to allow the Teara image to make it as loving as the two were truly lovers if Tomina allowed this. She'd pull away a moment after if she was allowed to or even if she had been kept at bay. "This is a bit new to me in some ways though..." She lied a little trying to make the slave appearance fit a bit more innocently. Her hands trying to softly if allowed weave around Tomina's waste and hold her so they may be inches from each other face to face in embrace. "You may have to teach me in this as well. But I guess learning to walk before we can fly fits. I'd be honored and love for you to teach me all you can. Then maybe you can stay with me after?" Her eyes soft and filled with a little wonder and fright that hid behind a bit of her own desire. Marissa inwardly feeling a little guilty for enjoying some of this somewhere deep inside here. But her words trailed as genuine. In doing this even if Tomina was her master she felt... someone close after what might come to pass would make all the difference for her. As she finished as well though her clothes were allowed to fall a little more. If Tomina had accepted the embrace their pressure against one another would be all that held up her over clothing ragged robes or dress pending how you looked at it in its disrepair.
Base [x+1/x+0], Enrage [x2], Mastered Power [x5], Super Elemi [x13], Attuned Super Elemi [x20], Unleashed Super Elemi [x32/x24], Mastered Super Elemi [x35], True Elemental [x45], False God [x56/x55] True God [x60]
Tomina chuckled at Teara’s displeasure at being found out for faking some of her reactions. Honestly, did this Brenchian slime expect to outwit her? It was laughable: they were on totally different levels when it came to this kind of game.
“Oh, I’m not upset at all. I’m actually rather impressed there are definitely some Saiyans out there that would fall for this little ruse. You and I both know that you resent being in this position. Even though I know you’re just praising me to get in my good graces, I’m not going to stop you. Keep them coming: I love every bit of it.”
Could Tomina be vain at times? Yes she could be. She was very sure of herself and loved acknowledgment. Tomina listened quietly as her slave talked to her. When she brought her lips to her own, Tomina pulled back slightly, putting a finger on her lips. She was wearing an amused smirk on her face. This one was a crafty one indeed.
“You’re a fighter, even if you aren’t throwing any punches. You’re trying to make me only focus on you as a personal slave, and no one else. You don’t want other slaves being put through this kind of thing. I give you points for bravery. Okay then, if that’s what you want…”
Tomina wrapped her arms around the slave’s waist and pulled her in close. She practically slammed her lips against the Brenchian girl’s, kissing her passionately. She forced her tongue into the other girl's mouth. She held it for a moment before pulling back, panting softly as looked at her with half lidded eyes.
“I’ll reward your bravery with what you want. You’ll be the only slave that will do these kind of things with. There are a couple of conditions you need to keep in mind though. We are not equal lovers: I am your master and you are my slave. Also now I can take you in anyway and anywhere I want. If I demand that you do this in public, you will obey, no questions asked. If you abide by these terms, then you’ll be my only slave who has to do these things. If you don’t, not only will you be punished, but I’ll do this to other slaves too. Now then, I shall gladly accept your sacrifice…”
Tomina kept on her bra and panties the entire time. She wanted to make it clear that there was still a difference between where they stood. Tomina had been a little rough with her, but didn't do anything overly cruel. She made sure that Teara would enjoy the experience. When it was over, both of them lay under the covers of her canopy bed. The Saiyan hybrid looked over at her slave. Tomina had even honored her request to stay with her for awhile. Tomina didn’t didn’t seem to be too winded by what they had done, although she was breathing slightly heavier than normal. Tomina gave her slave an approving nod.
“I’m surprised: I didn’t expect you to be that good. You’ve got quite a bit to learn though. If you perform your tasks well, you’ll be rewarded for it. I can use much more advanced techniques on you perhaps. Maybe one day I’ll take off everything. Don’t forget though: you are my slave, not my lover.”
Tomina motioned towards Teara’s neck, where she had left a few very noticeable hickies. It would be hard for the slave to cover them up. Tomina had made it perfectly clear to the world: Teara was her property, and she could do what she wanted with her.
It had been a bit of a roller coaster since all this started. Twisted desire buried from the game an a battleground in its own right looking for openings to deploy and seize victory. Little loses that turned to wins as quickly as turning the other cheek only to look back. From the passionate kiss that had been received far more then given as she expected. Acts that while not fully deceiving pulling enough to gain the weight she desired. Her words settled for a nod this time when she'd received at this a couple small but vital victories. She'd gotten her foot in the door to being that much closer to the high up saiyan she'd taken interest in. An second she had spared with promise future slaves from this next tier of control.
For that she had shed everything from cloth to her restraints. Given what was desired and taking all that was given with open enjoyment and acceptance. Anything brought to the sheets was accepted with a eagerness and openness that had her at a few moments throughout giving into instinct and natural desires. She could only admit so much was a act in truth and some things she felt were truly another level that may not always be a bad thing for her in the future. After it was over she felt a cool sweat that layered her body a bit. She drew heavy breaths with eyes that held half open from a tired sensation that had washed over her. Blankets and sheets covering her that shower shape and figure from beneath. She felt like she would melt into the bed with the comfort it could provide in this state of tired weariness. She hadn't got to lay her head in such a luxurious bed since she had left heaven.
She turned her head softly and gave a coy but cute tired smile. Her silver hair a mess upon the pillow. "Its almost hard to believe it sounds like that's just scratching the surface. But I'll learn for you... You saw through me a little but not all was false. While a sacrifice we can both benefit this way and spare others. I understand I am no lover so I will be property of best use and excel to improve in all ways you wish to teach me." Her words soft and tired her tone wavering a little. Although under the blankets neither of them had to see. She did try to take Tomina's hand but kept her distance a little as to not move to close to upset or provoke against what had just been said. Simply... a kind gesture of peace or some emotion of taking her hand hidden where neither had to make any true sign of acknowledging it if it was accepted to be hand in hand.
Her eyes kept fading the experience had been perhaps the most intense and experienced she'd had up to this point. She felt and looked as if she could give into sleep at any moment but fought to keep her eyes open. Perhaps worried to awaken to be alone given the situation or thinking on all that made her head spin. She looked up for a moment of genuine worry, confusion, and relaxed emotion towards Tomina's eyes. Wondering if the woman understood this what she was feeling. "I guess this means,... I'll be by your side allot more now. Public or otherwise." Chuckling and perhaps making a small joke as her words slurred a little.
Base [x+1/x+0], Enrage [x2], Mastered Power [x5], Super Elemi [x13], Attuned Super Elemi [x20], Unleashed Super Elemi [x32/x24], Mastered Super Elemi [x35], True Elemental [x45], False God [x56/x55] True God [x60]
“This is only your first time. Of course you don’t have any idea on how many things you can do between the sheets. Speaking of which, you’re going to have to wash the sheets when you get up.”
Tomina looked at her slave curiously as she gave her a coy smile. This must also be part of the act, right? Although she had already gotten through the actual act for the day, so why was she still acting? Probably to prepare for next time,Tomina figured. Hr slave knew that this wasn’t going to be the last time she was going to be put into this kind of situation. Tomina withdrew her hand when she felt Teara’s fingers brush against it. Nope, there was going to be no intimacy of that kind between her and a Brenchian.
“You might have spared a little bit of slaves from suffering this particular fate. But you can't save them all. Many of them are at the whims of Saiyans who live for cruelty. Cruelty is just a means to an end for me, but as long as it doesn’t get in the way of the important stuff, there’s nothing wrong with living for cruelty. You can’t save anyone without power. You can delude yourself into believing that what you did actually accomplished something if you wish. The truth is all you did was pleasure me. And I’ll continue to shape you to how I want you to be.”
Tomina noticed that the Brenchian woman was now getting tired. It wouldn’t be long before she fell asleep. As she started to drift off though, Teara gave the Saiyan hybrid the strangest look. She looked worried… but not for her. Why was that gaze directed at her. Tomina rolled on her side, watching the Brenchian slave silently for a few moments When her slave cracked a joke, she gave her a grin.
“You’re catching onto the program now Teara. You’re going to be by my side quite a bit. Not everywhere I go mind you, but a lot of places. I’ve got to get you into decent shape first though. You’re going to learn how to fly.”
Tomina stayed in the bed, just simply staring at the Brenchian girl till she was sure she was asleep. Then Tomina got up, putting on a robe before exiting her room. This slave was an interesting one indeed. Once she was molded properly, she would make a fine servant.
She smiled trying not to let the drawn away hand bother her. But figured she'd have to clean the sheets and bed as well as was a slaves duties. But all those thoughts began to slow and stir in her mind as her sleepy eyes and body slowly won her over. "Yes mistress... Many of them are truly cruel, or perhaps hold no real honor. But I believe your promises so at least you seem to have honor. I can't save them all... But at least I can help some while serving a good master." She'd say eyes focused on the eyes of her master.
"To learn to fly, That will be... quite the adventure." She said softly before drifting off as her blue eye lids closed. Marissa's energy drifting out as she finally found herself in sleep. Her energy stored enough in her technique to hold this form even while in sleeping. She seemed to relax and appeared the soft image like any other innocent girl with her head upon the pillow. Drifting into dreams and perhaps dreaming of this small victory at least in her mind. Even if not a great one it was simply one foot in the door to perhaps open the way for a bigger one and perhaps one day to even save the master the held her in bonds.
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