Good night Commander. She returns your smile and rises, heading towards her wagon. Up the steps she goes, opening the flap, stepping inside, and settling down for the night. {l/p}

Licking Your toes. Looking up at Seven is it any good tell the truth

Twisting back and forth a little as you pet her hair.

"I don't wanna go to beeeeeed!"

Frowns.

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she feels herself released only from the wheel, her hands and legs remained bound, hearing the words of the Commander as she is lifted and carried away, her voice seems stronger

"thank You Commander for allowing this beast to wear the brand of Your Camp, she will pamper it till it heals."

stroking your hair as I watch my wife at my feet

lp

walking to My wagon and climbs the steps pulling the curtain closed behind Me

good night and welcome home Naomi smiles

rest well Oyun )(

Watches quietly as the girl is released from the wheel. Knowing full well what the cost of failing would be.

you are quite welcome miss ~S~

Terrace
(Correcting the view)

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Since I have nothing original to say, I am once more looking forward to reading all of the play.

Thank you for sharing!

looking to two guards to one side and nodding, they move to the girl releasing her from the wheel, yet leaving her tightly bound with the ropes on her hands and legs, They carry her towards the slave wagon

you will remain bound so that you don't touch your brand yet. girl will be excused from chores in the morning

you did good slave

"I will drink this now!"

Taking it up in both hands and sipping from the glass it was in. Such a pretty drink!

smiling to you at my feet.. you may worship them my slave

well thank you hon. *s*

Rehearsals
He can viscerally feel it, really, because it's how he has been feeling a lot this week.

As your posture squares up, his curves in - it's fairly subtle, but also, you've seen him curl in on himself before. Make himself small. This is a ghost of that.

Then you mentioned him loving Elodie and for a moment, the sky clears and his smile shines. "Yeah, I do." The clouds return of course, but they always do.

A deep sigh as you trail off into the sort of question. An arm lifting to wrap itself around his own middle, curving in that little bit more. It doesn't occur to him you might be jealous, that he might be worth getting jealous over - even if he knows you have a crush on him.

Besides, he's too busy trying not to be obviously defensive with where this is going.

"I don't know," the words are quieter, edged with vulnerability he doesn't want to be feeling. "You'd think I'd be over the moon, right? My parents finally excited about something I'm doing. It's just.. that's not really what they're excited about. They are ecstatic because this means I am doing what they want me to do, and because it means I won't continue to be an embarrassment to them." Like his physicality, he's even making his words smaller, quieter.