[BRIELLE!] the party don't start till i walk in

[SHAUN MITCHEL DAMON]

*- -Shaun really just needed to get out of the house. he had spent the better part of the morning sparring, as per usual. He had gotten out of bed early and left Brielle to sleep there, making sure that the door was locked securely behind him. The sparring itself had been fine. he had taken out any leftover anger that he had on the new boy, viciously beating him. He had bested the boy upwards of six times, knocked him onhis ass with a point to his chest over and over and over again. By the time he was finished he was sweaty, panting and ready for some kind of bath. He'd come and cleaned his sword, left Brielle to do whatever the fuck it was that she was doing and sulked by himself for a while, sitting in a bathtub to wash away the sweat and grime from the hard work. Sparring was hard work, and he took it seriously. He never sparred with less than a hundred percent effort and had, more than once, hurt somebody seriously when sparring. It was their fault for not being fast enough, not blocking the blows or putting in enough effort to stop it. It was why he loved sparring with Apollo. it was always a good fight.

*- -He left Brielle to her own devices for the better part of the morning, washing carefully. he felt sweaty and gross after all of that sparring and wanted to clean himself up before anything else. He supposed that he should have been paying more attention to his slave, keeping a better eye on her to take care and make sure she did what she was supposed to do. He didn't feel like watching over her anyways. She should be able to behave herself, and if she didn't then he would simply punish her. God knows that he got something out of watching her ass jiggle when he doled out the discipline he deemed necessary. That thought captured his mind for a moment and he settled into the tub a little deeper, focusing on that thought. Doubtless Brielle was beautiful, and she certainly had a lovely body. Sometimes he would look for any escuse to punish her just so that he could watch her squirm, feel her body underneath him. He wanted to touch her, and sometimes it was hard to watch her move around and know that she wasn't his to touch as he pleased. Yet.

*- -Getting out of the bath, he pulled on his jeans and a shirt, sitting on the ledge of the tub to light up a blunt. He didn't want to think about Brielle and her body, and how much he wanted it. he could have women if he wanted to, could pick them up without too much effort. They liked him, he was good-looking and he was aware. So why did he want his underling? The girl that constantly gave him lip and reason to punish her, and all he wanted was to move his hands over her. Touch her ass, hips... it made for a lot of difficulty. To watch her was hard, when all he wanted was to push her down onto his bed and have his way with her. After that last 'incident' a few weeeks ago, when she had called him a faerie and he had punished her for it, he hadn't been able to get her body off of his mind. She really did have a fantastic one. Nice curves, nice ass. How could he not want her?

*- -Flicking the bud out the window, he stood and stretched, placing the cap on his head. He pushed out into the main room, eyes searching for Brielle right away. He couldn't stay here, contained in this little room with her and keep his hands to himself. No, he needed to go out and get some air, but he wasn't going to leave his little mortal here by herself. No, he wanted her close to him so that he could keep a close eye on her. Besides, she had gotten such a kick out of the last time they were above the surface, he might as well bring her with him this time. "Brielle. C'mon, we're going out." He ordered, leaning against the doorframe. He rubbed one of his tattooed arms and yawned. God, he really would have liked to go back into bed. He was tired and it looked so warm and inviting. Besides, maybe he could yank Brielle back into bed with him. There were many reasons he kept her sleeping close to him, one of which being that he simply liked having her close where he could look after her, know she was safe and near. He eyed her, yawning lazily. "Come on, hurry up." He said, stepping lazily into his shoes.

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notes, he wants her boddd.

[BRIELLE AMARI ROANIA]

The dogs needed a bath, the laundry needed to be washed, dried and folded, the floors needed to be cleaned, and the bathroom needed to be scrubbed. All those chores ran through Brielle's mind that morning as she slept, eyes closed and dreams full of work. She had felt Shaun leave early that morning, he slightly disrupting her slumber, but not enough for her to get up. If one were to see the two in bed, asleep, they would never realize that Brielle was his slave and that she wasn't all that fond of him. He often had her sleep in his bed because he wanted her close, wanted to keep an eye on her. Kind of hard when they were sleeping but she knew it made him feel better that she was beside him and if she tried to get up he would probably wake up and realize what she was trying to do. But when they were laying together they were actually peaceful looking, and looked like they liked each other. She too liked the comfort feeling of someone beside her, even if it was her master. She put that part out of her mind and just took comfort in the fact that it was a person at all. Sometimes, when she was sleeping her own bed because he was having sex with some stranger he had just met, she took both the dogs with her, to soothe her. It was actually getting hard to sleep alone.

She finally woke up, thoughts of all the work still in her mind and it instantly putting her in a not so great mood. She didn't want to have to clean that day and didn't feel like doing any work. But she knew if she didn't she would have to hear Shaun's mouth and possibly feel his wrath and that was something she wanted to avoid. She started with washing his two dogs. Those dogs were his pride and joy and she knew they were actually two things he had love for in his heart. He also didn't like for them to be messy and that resulted in her having to give them baths once a week. Now she liked the dogs as well, they were good company when she was lonely, but they made a mess and it really annoyed her to have to bath them. They didn't like sitting still and loved playing in the water, which made a hard time for her. Of course this happened and made her mood even worse. She finished with them, shooed them away and changed her sopping clothes. She didn't put anything nice on because she had to scrub the bathroom and clean the floors. Shaun had been gone a while and this was the perfect opportunity to clean his bathroom. It was constantly dirty because he always came home from sparring filthy. Brielle hated cleaning the bathroom but she knew it had to be done. Shaun couldn't stand a dirty bathroom and she had made the mistake once of not cleaning it. He had gone into a fit, hit her a few times, and still made her clean it up afterwords. She had learned her lesson about the bathroom.

She finally finished with that and once again changed her clothes. This time she put on a long dress, a bright red color, and put her hair up in a tight pony tail. She was about to fold clothes and she wanted to be comfortable. She actually loved the clothes Shaun got for her, they were beautiful, more beautiful than a slaves clothes probably should be. It was probably because Shaun actually liked looking at her and she really didn't mind. She loved teasing him at times with her body because she knew he would never act on it. Or atleast she didn't think he would.

Brielle was now extremely tired from all her work and still had to fold the clothes. She was half tempted to stop but she really wanted to just get it finished so she wouldn't have to do it later. She looked up as she heard Shaun come through the door but he didn't say anything to her so she didn't say anything to him either. He probably wouldn't be in the best of moods, he never really was, especially if he had been sparring and someone irritated him. She of course in a mood of her own so she was glad he left her alone. She sighed and lightly pulled at her pony, a habit of hers as she put clothes away. She was just about to finish when she heard Shaun's voice calling for her to get in there, saying they were going out.

She wondered where they were going and wasn't sure if she even really felt like going out. But if they were going to the surface than that would probably perk her mood up. She loved going to the surface, that of course being her true home. They didn't go up often so she knew she should probably take this opportunity. She sighed again, taking her time and putting the clothes away before going into the other room. She looked at Shaun, giving him a slightly steely cold look."Alright, I'm coming."she said, going by his side.

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notes, haha he can have her boddd... LOL, she's keeping it under lock and key so he'll have to break in*

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