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"Please," she had answered to his question. Unsure of where there was any. Gracelyn marveled at his powers, giving him a small gentle smile, "Thank you, Matt." She did not immediately take the glass up, but after a few moments, her long fingers wrapped around it and she sipped at the cool liquid. She drank only half and held the glass out to him, "Here... you seem as though you could use some as well." He was an interesting being... she blushed- how had she been chosen? She was so unextraordinary compared to Matt and their beautiful master.

Standing to her full height, smoothing out her red dress, "It was our first performance. I am sure we will do better next time." She walked to the door, her near ankle length golden hair shimmering as she did, they had been instructed to shower and to rest- it was best to listen. She paused holding her bag tightly in her red gloved hands, "Your abilities are stunning."

She nodded, walking up the stairs being polite to keep his pace. Gracelyn tilted her head slightly to his question. His room did not have a bathroom? She bit her lip, it wouldn't be improper would it? No... she hoped not. She did not intend on doing anything improper with him. There would be no harm in it. Opening the door to her room, she inclined her head to the portrait of the woman in red before facing him, "You are welcome to use the one in my room. As long as you promise to not leave a large mess." If her light tone had been any sweeter he would have actually been eating honey from a jar.

Gracelyn sat in the main part of her room with the door open. This space was far more lavish than she deserved, but- just once she wanted something like this for herself. Just one... just this once, here in this place- it was okay. She laced her gloved hands over her lap after setting out all of her gems to catch the sunlight in the window. It would be a pretty sight in the morning sun. Her crown of roses hung on the pole of her bed. Her bed. Oh she had her own large, plush bed. A soft twitter of a giggle passed her lips. Oh she had dreamed of places like this, not with the slavery of course, but no dream is without flaw.

When he had entered the room, she stood. Smiling softly, though most certainly looking tired- Gracelyn still held herself with a particular poise. One which was long whipped into any lady of any kind of breeding. She did not seem to register he wore a towel and if she did, it did not seem as if she minded at all. Her kind expression was set firm. She asked nothing of him and curtsied as he went to the door, "I wish you a restful sleep, Matt. Happy dreaming to you."

Once he was gone, her door would close softly. She would bathe, dry by the window and curl up on the bed. Bare against the sheets, her dress and the like laying neatly along the chest at the foot of her bed, she looked at her gloved hands. Curling up, shivering- it would take time to become used to this place. But at least her heart did not ache.

Whilst in the studio with his slaves, Marius' guests had been busy deliberating amongst themselves, thoroughly thinking about how much money to complie and pay him. As he entered the business room, his guests were standing around the ovular table and stopped their conversations when he entered, and gave him a round of applause.

"Truly wonderful," said one.
"Better than the last batch!" claimed another.
"Excellent," claimed a third.

Marius swelled with pride. His chest puffed out a little more, and he stood a little straighter. As he approached the table, he saw a semi-circle of paper checks laying there by his seat. Marius casually glanced over the papers. He wasn't sure of exacly how much, but he estimated his intake to be just over three-quarters of one-million dollars. Marius was very pleased. If he could do that every night, he'd die happy.

A husky, sweaty man came over to Marius. The same one who had put his hands on Gracelyn. "Master Marius, on behalf of the present company," he formally began, "I'd like to thank you for this evening's show, and if you would kindly accept our donation to your cause. We look forward to our next show with you." The crowd clapped and applauded. Marius graciously accepted their thanks, and their money, and then after placing the checks in his safe, escorted the back out to the porch where the dirigible sat in wait.

It wasn't everyday that Marius got the same batch of customers, though some did make their appearance more frequent than others, but Marius didn't care. So long as they paid, they could come as often as they wanted. Marius watched as the aircraft took off, and heard his guests still cheering as they soared into the distance. Marius went back to his business room and retrived the checks from the safe. He took out his business ledger and recorded the day's exact earnings, $832,000. He was pleased. Never before did he have a magic caster, and it turned out to be a boon for him.

Matt was very talented, and not entirely unfortunate looking. He was not human that's for sure, just like Marius, and the slaver admired Matt even moreso for it. And Gracelyn, her voice was divine. Marius could listen to her all night. Speaking of which, Marius still didn't get a chance to properly apologize to her for taking her clothes off so briskly and roughly.

Marius re-deposited his earnings in the safe, locked up both the business room and the studio, and headed up to the sienna room, looking for Gracelyn. He approached the door and knocked.

Charmed at her propriety, Marius smiled. She was dazzling even wrapped in a sheet. He wondered momentarily if Matt looked just as good with little on. But his mind quickly came to where he was then and asked if he might come inside the room.

Even though he was a slaver, Marius had an air of fairness in his ruling. If he asked somthing of someone, they did it, and then the rest of their time was their own. If they decided not to do something, they could be punished. It was fair, considering it was seldom that Marius truly asked something of his slaves, other than dancing.

Before wating for a reply whether or not he could come in the room, he began talking. "I see you made quite an impression on my guests this evening. I wanted to formally apologize for placing both you and Matt in such an unprepared predicament. I'm sorry. But I was wondering if you would do me an honor this evening? I wish to truly show you my appreciation by taking you to bed."

As charming as he sounded, as polite and seductive as those words may have been, Marius still felt somewhat foolish asking a slave for intercourse. He could just take it, but rape was not his custom. Not without good cause anyway. Still he stood and waited.

Marius stepped inside and after a few moments, he was thrilled about the answer he had recieved. He took a step towards Gracelyn and gently lifted a paw-hand to stroke her cheek. She was so beautiful even blushing. He closed the door behind him, and locked it. He then took her by the waist and brought her over to her bed, seducing her, and finally, bedding her.

*Inserts sexy time dramallama lol *