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 Posted: Tue Nov 29, 2011 11:27 am
 _______________________________________________________ Miku_________________________________________________ Miku flinched slightly, though it would've been difficult to tell, as Piers warned her to be careful.
"Sorry.. I won't break anything." She chimed sincerely, her face returning to a blank complacent gaze, as Piers told her where her belongings were and left the room.
She stood a moment later and slowly padded out into the rest of the house, returning to the door. She put her hands on her waist as she examined the task ahead of her before beginning to lug the boxes one by one into her room. It wasn't much; just her clothes, a few trinkets, and her toys, though those she doubted she'd need to be particularly open about; she pushed that box into the hiding spot beneath the bed, that she'd been examining only moments ago. She then began sorting out her clothes, refolding when needed, and stowing them away in a simple, white chest-of-drawers near the bed-side table.
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Posted: Tue Nov 29, 2011 11:59 am
Piers set the boxes down as heplaced his hands tohissides a bit. "well might as well get unpacking" he said and began to unpack his cloths from the boxes. he put all his pants in one dresser then his shirts in the next one. He stopped then shrugged as he put his undewear and socks in the nightstand near his bed.
He then began to hang up his coats, sweaters and dress pants in the closet. he stepped back as he smiled gently , as he turned and left his room. He stopped at Miku room watching her as he tilted his head seeing the box under her bed."what is in that box miku?" he asked calmly leaning in the doorway
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Posted: Tue Nov 29, 2011 12:11 pm
_______________________________________________________ Miku_________________________________________________ Miku whirled around from the chest wide-eyed as Piers asked about the box. She didn't even hear him come in, and the sudden burst of surprise and fear sent a shiver down her spine that made her legs feel weaker; the flash of body-heat to follow
"Just some keep-sakes from my first Master." She replied honestly, but not exactly completely forthcoming; he had given her those items, but they were just as much for her enjoyment.
"I--I don't want to put out any of his things..." She diverted, hoping to use her own residual longing to solidify her facade. "...I still miss him."
She returned to the bed and sat back down with her hands laced together between her thighs as she glanced away, purposefully sitting so her legs obstructed view to the box. It wasn't that she was trying to keep secrets, but after what he claimed to be, she felt too embarrassed to tell him what she liked to do when she was alone and no one was around to hear. It made her sad; she missed her friends and Sensei. They knew how to make Miku smile and how to make her feel good, but she could never bring herself to try and seduce an angel for her own needs, and she didn't want him to think she was some kind of freak either; better to keep it her little secret.
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Posted: Tue Nov 29, 2011 9:23 pm
Piers looked at her as he bite his lip gently and turned away."oh... alright, well if you need anything i'm usally in the library or my room."he said softly. he turned his back to her "i'm sorry i am not like your old master miku....." he said then walked away quickly. he kept his hands in his pockets, after he buttoned his shirt back up.
he walked into the library heading up the stairs as he grabbed a few books on his way. he sat down and began to read keeping his gaze on the books. Once in a while he would move and stretch letting his muscles wake up. he ran over and grabbed a blanket quickly pulling it over his legs as he then grabbed his book and continued to read.
He saw it was getting dark outside, as he leaned up turing the reading light on, then went back to reading
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Posted: Wed Nov 30, 2011 12:17 am
_______________________________________________________ Miku_________________________________________________ Open mouth; insert foot...
Miku gaze jolted to Piers as she saw the flash of his shirt whirling about and receding from the room as his words cut through the air like a razor. Her expression melted to a mix of guilt and compassion as she was left with the silence her own insensitivity had created.
But you are like Sensei, she thought as she looked around the room and released a sigh. Why was she so determined to try and figure out what he wanted? He bought her, after all, so he must've known what sort of work she used to do. There was no reason for her to be anything other than what she was, but she was frightened. Sensei had been there from the start, and when she was scared and didn't know what to do, he showed her the way. She was used to his touch and comfort; his protection and love...
Maybe it was less jealousy and more shame that kept her true nature bottled up tightly just beneath the surface; how could she abandon Sensei and try to love someone else? Because she'd been sold? Was that really reason enough to stop loving him?
Miku's head was bubbling with so many questions, she couldn't contain herself anymore; it was time to stop hiding. What was the worst that could happen; a one way trip back to slave-purgatory? It was worth the risk, or at least past the point of heeding consequence. Miku hopped up from the bed and walked to her top drawer. She pulled the handles gently, sliding the drawer out, before lifting a headband with a pair of ears fixed to them from the drawer. She smiled widely as she slowly slid the ears back, creating a slight bob effect to her cropped hair that was the definition of cute-appeal. She paused in her revelry for only a moment before she got to work on the rest of her ensemble.
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Her footsteps were even lighter now as she moved silently through the darkened home. Her heart was pounding as her hand trailed the bumpy surface of the walls. Her eyes darted back and forth in the darkness as the large orbs searched for any sign of light; at last finding a focal point at the end of the hall, weak light brimming through the gap beneath a set of double-doors.
The door creaked wildly as she pushed the door open and stepped inside. The library was impressive and reminded her of her old High-school in Kyoto, only with a much more appealing rustic decor. Tall wooden shelves lined the walls, packed with old books of all shapes and sizes. A stair led to a sturdy loft that housed even more books, as well as a comfortable lounge area. Her eyes skimmed the lower area with intrigue but she could find no sign of her Master. She began to climb the stair slowly, still without so much as a sound.
She found her master, mid-stretch, as she took the last step. She was no longer wearing the simple shirt/skirt combo that she'd arrived in, but instead a revealing two-piece, that was joined only by arm-length gloves, a black choker collar, her novelty ears, and a matching tail that seems to flick lightly back and forth like a real one. She wasted no time in walking towards him, dropping to her hands and knees midway and crawling to him, biting her bottom lip slightly as she hid the flash of red blazoning her cheeks. She stood on her knees and put her hands together on the arm of his chair, before letting her chin rest on her hands, the two white puff-balls fixed to the gloves pressing lightly against her cheeks.
"I'm sorry, Master... I've been ungrateful." She said from her stance, reminiscent to a begging dog or cat.
"I want you to know -- You do remind me a lot of Sensei... " She continued, her expression going solemn as she looked away. "That's why it's hard..."
She looked back at him with longing, round eyes. "I want you the same way; I want you to take me for all that I am." Her eyes started to tear slightly, but it wasn't sadness they showed, but desperation like she were at the end of a rope that could drop her into the abyss of madness at any moment; it seemed she was still holding herself back, a little... "Is that OK!? I don't have to have you if you don't want, but I need to want you -- because you are like Sensei, and I do still love him."((OOC: Sorry for the length ^^ Got into Lit-mode there for a second, lol.))
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Posted: Wed Nov 30, 2011 12:29 pm
Piers looked up from his book slightly as he lowered the book resting it gently on his lap. He tilted his head slightly unsure what she was doing or what she was wearing. He sat there listening to her speak as he looked away. "if you loved him so much then why were you sold back to the market. i'm sure if he loved you the same way you love him he would have kept you around" he said calmly.
Piers looked at her as he was still examining her, as he grabbed the tail gently with his hand. "you know a cat died to give you this tail you knnow that right." he spoke softly. He let the tail go as he shock his head slightly as he sat back up straight. "miku you think i don't know what you are, or what you do? but i do, i really do. and if you think that i bought you just to help me around the house." he sighed as he looked up a bit. "i bought you because of what you were, but i need you to get over your old master and for me to accept you loved your old master"
He looked back down gently petting her head, then pulled his hand away.
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Posted: Wed Nov 30, 2011 1:40 pm
_______________________________________________________ Miku_________________________________________________ Miku pulled away, leaving his her hands perched on the arm rest. Her expression had soured as she naturally tried to defend the man's honor.
"I wasn't sold back to the Market... You were the first man to ever buy me. Sensei -- He found me... and made me..."
Piers grabbed her tail, and Miku released a fearful squeak as she went perfectly still, her eyes burning into his. Her heart was pounding, and her cheeks went bright red as she listened intently to what he said.
A cat died!?
She couldn't decide if she was more confused at the concept or the effect it had on her. If that morbid detail was meant to unsettle her, so far it was only serving to excite her. She felt her legs starting to shiver and was relieved when Piers did release the tail; she dropped down, sitting on her heels, as she took a deep breath and attempted to steady her emotions.
Her head bobbed weakly, and she felt her face might melt for how warm she was. She felt his hand touch her head, and she flinched for barely a moment before letting the wave of angst flood away in that gesture. She looked up at him with a smirk, her lips pursed ever slightly.
"Master?.." She said, nudging closer to the back of the chair as she leaned up and attempted to nuzzle against his jawline. "Can you show me how to forget?"
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Posted: Wed Nov 30, 2011 1:50 pm
Piers looked at her as he flinched slightly pulling back, as he set her down on the ground. "that i can not show you because we each have a different way of forgetting" he said softly. he pulled the blanekt closer to himself. "and you still didn't answer my question Miku" he said softly as he leaned back against the chair.he crossed his arms in front of his chest keeping the blanket on himself,taking deep breaths
"i want the truth Miku. if you love your old maste so much, then why did he let you go knowing you loved him" he asked with a puzzled look.He sat there waiting for her to answer. "and if he made you then how come you can still feel emotions? if you were made you would be plastic"
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Posted: Thu Dec 01, 2011 12:22 am
_______________________________________________________ Miku_________________________________________________ Miku felt the razor pain in her chest as he flinched and pulled away from her; it was driving her crazy how withdrawn he was from her. She felt utterly rejected and sat back complacently to give him the space he seemed to want, putting her hands between her legs as she looked down; feeling suddenly ashamed of herself, she wrapped an arm across her abdomen to hide some of her midriff.
"I meant he made me who I am; he taught me how to be the best at what I do. But more than that, he showed me just how much I could like it..." She said softly, silently fighting the bitter urge to stand and walk away. She couldn't describe the hurt bubbling inside her now. "...I don't know why he let me go. Maybe he needed money or was in some kind of trouble... Maybe he got tired of me..."
The truth was, she didn't know the whole truth. Her master started with her, but was rid of her last. It was her job to play with her master's new recruits so he wouldn't have to work so hard; so he could enjoy them as much as break them. His job was to break new girls to be sold into slavery as sexual-exhibitionists. He reported to a higher official too, who had a great deal of dirt on the professor to keep him in line. As far as Miku was concerned Professor Ayabe was as much a victim as she, but of course she didn't learn until later that he was receiving large sums of money for his efforts; she didn't know he had planned to eventually cast her aside from the start.
She stopped, letting her brow drop as she thought about what was happening now; she didn't have to justify herself. He had just told her she needed to forget her old master, so why did it matter what motive he had for selling her? Why did it matter that Miku still loved him? She felt more betrayed and abandoned now by Piers rejection than she did the day she found out she'd been sold.
"I'm sorry..." She said sadly but curtly, releasing a deep sigh, that came out stuttered and shuddering. She stood, having to stumble to catch her footing on legs that didn't seem to want to hold her up. "...I shouldn't have bothered you... I'll go back to my room now, Master. Good night."
Miku bowed before turning on a heel and descending the stairs. She made a beeline for the double-doors, shutting them quickly behind her as she leaned back against their solidarity for a moment. She'd forgotten how dark it was in the rest of the house but she felt at peace being there. She moved on as she found her way back to her room. She tugged her ears away and tossed them aside callously, followed quickly by the tail as she made to plop face first onto the bed.
She released an exhaustive sigh before turning over and flicking the light switch on the bedside lamp to brighten up the room a little. She then laced her fingers together behind her head as she stared at the ceiling and waited for her turbulent thoughts to lull her to sleep.
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Posted: Thu Dec 01, 2011 7:47 am
Piers looked at her even more confused now , as he tilted his head a bit unsure of what she was thinking. HE moved his hand a bit trying to catch her arm gently, but stopped seeing her walk away. He sighed a bit as he ran his hand throught his hair a bit shacking head head. "why do woman confuse me even more. i swear can't they just say what they want" he said quietly to himself. He stood up, folding the blanket back up as he put the books away.
HE turned the light off and headed to his room, still pondering on what she wanted from him. He bite his lip as he walked into his room, heading to his bed slowly.He stopped wondering if that was what, then shcok his head. "i'll ask her tomarrow when i have time" he said quietly then pulled his cloths off, and getting under the covers
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Posted: Thu Dec 01, 2011 11:58 am
_______________________________________________________ Miku_________________________________________________ It didn't take long to center her mind the next morning. She had so much pent up desire and energy she was finished in minutes; she had been almost completely silent too, though she couldn't help release a cry of ecstasy near the end. Legs shaking and body covered in beads of sweat, Miku finally felt like herself again as she hid her body beneath the sheets and breathed through the last lingering jolts of sensation still pulsating through her.
Miku wasn't sure she could live like this; she felt better, now that she had taken care of herself but remembered vividly how her advances last night were batted away like a troublesome house-fly. It was taking a tole on her mind more than anything... this morning, during her own sensual exploits, thoughts had been all about Piers and what she might be missing out on. He was angel, but she didn't know if that meant he would be an amazing lover, or if it meant he were incapable of that sort of physical touch at all. The mystery and the prospect of the unattainable only served to turn her on more; she couldn't help herself when hands slid between her legs again...
Miku climbed out of bed and stood on wobbly legs about a half-hour later, as she walked to her dresser to find comfortable pajamas before making for the bathroom. A shower was imperative; she'd made a down-right mess of herself, and knew she reeked of sweat and sex, not that she minded. The warm water striking her back in pellets was a welcome feeling that melted away her stress. She took a deep breath and sighed as she just remained still and let soothing warmth take her away.
Once finished she dried-off, dressed in a pair of amber-colored pajama bottoms and a simple white cotton t-shirt as she shook the kinks out of her hair and smoothed the curls with her fingers to give it her preferential unkempt appearance before trodding to the living room and climbing onto the couch. She pulled her knees up to her chest and laced her hands together to hold them fast as she waited for Piers to wake.
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Posted: Thu Dec 01, 2011 8:53 pm
Piers groaned as he sat up rubbing head slightly then blinking a few times. "well that really was a weird night" he said softly then made his way off the bed. Once off he headed to the bathroom to start his day slowly, as he hummed a bit. Once in the shower he let the water run for a while as he closed his eyes, after he finished he brushed his teeth leaveing the bathroom once done. he pulled on a fresh new pair of boxers then pants.'
He tilted his head a bit, as he grabbed a t-shirt pulling it on, the headed downstairs. he fisted one hand gently as he walked still thinking as he shock his head. HE stopped in the kitchen and began to make himself so coffee as he sat down and began to read the paper
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Posted: Thu Dec 01, 2011 9:57 pm
_______________________________________________________ Miku_________________________________________________ Miku wasn't sure she'd heard someone until the smell of coffee filtered from the kitchen into the living room. She shifted slightly in her balled-up posture as a gentle smile graced her face. She was eager to start the new day and anxious at what it might hold, so she released a sigh and waited for her master to finish his breakfast.
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Posted: Fri Dec 02, 2011 7:13 am
Piers poured himself a cup of coffee as he walked to fridge looking inside. He grabbed himself a chesse stick and headed out of the kitcehn drinking his coffe. he stopped and and looked in the living room , then headed there slowly. "miku are you in there?" he spoke softly as he walked in cautiously.
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Posted: Fri Dec 02, 2011 9:57 am
_______________________________________________________ Miku_________________________________________________ "Good Morning, Master." She replied with a grin as she looked over at him. "Did you sleep well?"
Something had changed; she didn't seem anywhere near as frantic as she did last night. She was calm, courteous, and in a fantastic mood.
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