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 Posted: Thu Jul 14, 2011 5:08 pm
Well, it finally happened. She had been claimed by a Pad and was now apart of his harem. Ouran, the dark lion who had sought out the pride with a lioness in tow, Zuraya, now Beybanu Zuraya. Did she mind that she wasn't given the title? Not in the slightest! Isra had been fine holding the title 'banu' in her father's harem, helping feed the numerous banu and cubs that were around. She would just be doing the same thing only in a den with fewer in it for the time being. Having been claimed by Ouran not long after his arrival, Isra still felt as though she still had to get to know him, but she had the rest of her life to do so, so she wasn't too worried about it. At any rate, the time had come for her to learn to new rules that her new Pad had in mind. After all, if she wanted to do right by him, she would have to know the rules of the den. Propriety stated so, not to mention tradition. In addition to these, judging from the shape of Zuraya at their arrival, Ouran had no issue with getting heavy handed with his females. While it wasn't something Isra was unused to, she had always been good for her father and family and had never required chastising or a rough hand before.
Taking a soft calming breath, she ducked into their den, blinking to adjust from the light outside to the relative dim interior. "Master?" She ventured softly. It was a little out of the norm in terms of address, but Ouran had stated that's what she and Zuraya were to call him.
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Posted: Thu Jul 14, 2011 5:35 pm
The male was large, almost foreboding when he stood. Thankfully for those around, he was on his belly, the coolness of the den cooling his belly from the heat that had been so unrelenting to his pelt lately. He yawned, stretching his toes and flicking his tail side, to side. He hadnt had a hard time here, no not at all. He had already claimed two females, taking them as his own. He didnt much like the company of females but when he was feeling frisky they made up for the times he didnt want them around.
He had been wanting to relax, ignore the world a bit, however the voice rang into the den and he sighed. He was going to have to entertain yet again. He had only just gotten Zuraya out of his den, and now here came Isra. Not that this was -his- den. It was their home. But he liked to claim things, that much was obvious.
"Yes?" He asked.
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Posted: Thu Jul 14, 2011 6:01 pm
Isra had to resist the urge to sigh at the cool of the shade, but kept her best polite, demure face on. Instead, she took a seat a little ways from Ouran with a dip of her head. "I apologize if I am disturbing you, but I've been wanting to know some things." Stretching her own toes before curling them again, she kept her head bowed but lifted her gaze to settle onto Ouran's face. "Are there certain rules and expectations that you would like me to adhere to? Are there things I should absolutely stay away from doing, if so, what are they? I don't want to be a disappointment to you or my family at large. I hope I'm not stepping out of place by inquiring, but I would like to know for future reference."
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Posted: Thu Jul 14, 2011 6:07 pm
He supposed he could respect someone who wanted ground rules. Maybe that meant shed respect what he had said. Though he had never really sat and actually thought about it. He looked at her, raised an eyebrow, snorted, and then started thinking.
"Im not interrupted. Youre lucky this time." He said, voice level as he stared at the wall over the cave.
"Ah Ive got one." He said with a look back at her.
"No cuddling. Unless I ask for physical attention, there is to be none. I want my space. And no smacking your maw when you eat. I hate that. Hopefully you had good home training."
He said, with a nod, his black mane falling into his eyes.
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Posted: Thu Jul 14, 2011 6:31 pm
Giving an inward sigh of relief at having not been a bother, Isra straightened herself up some when he said there was but one rule. She mentally readied herself to commit the rule to memory, lest she forget it if she tried to remember it casually.
No cuddling. The dark lioness had to keep herself from outwardly balking at it. Cuddling was a big part of what she did back in her home den, but she supposed that was then. This was now. Soothing herself, she nodded. Perhaps Zuraya would be more open to snuggling. She would have to see. The no smacking rule seemed unnecessary to her. Never in her life had she smacked while eating or anything. One would have thought her siblings or half-siblings would have said something. Besides, she had always strived to be nothing but polite and proper. "I understand, Master."
His last statement however made her bristle. Was he implying that he doubted her abilities? She had learned from the very best in her opinion, always an eager pupil. What he said made her forget herself for a moment. "I learned from nothing but the best. Thank you very much. I would like to think that I am perfectly capable in aspects of taking care of the home..." It took a moment for her to remember herself and she winced visibly. "Oh gods..." She muttered softly to herself. Where had that come from?! Familial pride was the answer, seeing as she had learned everything she knew from her mother, grandmother, and her father's other banu. "I'm so sorry. That came from out of nowhere..." Her tone was almost urgent in her hope to see if she could salvage the situation.
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Posted: Thu Jul 14, 2011 6:39 pm
He nodded, eyes watching her. He reached up a paw to lick at it while she spoke, and once she had finished he stopped midlick. His eyes turned to a bit of a firey gaze and he stood, approaching her with a stalking, cool pace. No one spoke to him like that. How was he to know what her parents had taught her? Some of the females in this pride were heathens! Or at least, to him they were. Even if to others, they were perfect ladies. He just couldnt stand women, least of all other lions females. He could tolerate his. But they'd learn to respect him.
He raised his paw, to grab her chin and make her look him in the eyes. He was not gentle about it, his paw toes likely curling a bit too tight and a bit cruelly.
"You should watch yourself my dear, before I tear out that pretty little tongue and you are left to just do as I bid."
He said, a tinge of a growl to his tone.
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Posted: Thu Jul 14, 2011 7:02 pm
In her mind, she was panicking. She knew better than to speak up at that sort of talk. She absolutely knew. The fact that she had slipped up was already appalling to the banu. Isra sat anchored in her spot, body tense, watching his eyes change from cool indifference to a fiery blaze and as he stalked over to her. Could she shrink into nothingness for a while? That would have been ideal, but no, there she stayed, a flesh and blood statue as he raised his paw to grasp her chin.
The rough, tight grasp was more than she was expecting. It made a gasp catch in the back of her throat. Her skin burned, although she was unsure if it was due to her faux pas, his grip, or something else entirely. Half-closing her vivid red eyes, she made an attempt to nod, but obviously, Ouran's too tight grip prevented it.
"Hng...Yes, of course, Master. It hadn't been my intention to speak out. I slipped. I'm sorry." She lightly raked her upper teeth over her lower lip. Oh, the prospect of getting her tongue ripped out wasn't a pretty one. "I won't do anything else that may evoke your ire. I promise."
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Posted: Thu Jul 14, 2011 7:10 pm
He felt himself grow a bit lusty at her look of submission and he dropped his paw. Standing taller, his tail stopped lashing out and slowly faded to a sway around him.
"Good. That would be wise. I dont like to say things twice, remember that as well." He said, though he had a slight purr to his voice. Not one of kindness either. It was a more dominant one.
He wasnt sure what else to say to her, so he just snorted and backed away a few paces. He had wanted to hit her, and had she continued to defy him he wouldnt hesitate. She seemed completely submissive, but her purpose was her ability to bear his cubs. And so long as he injured nothing vital, he was perfectly willing to be heavy pawed.
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Posted: Thu Jul 14, 2011 7:36 pm
She closed her eyes when he dropped his paw, a bit of a shiver tracing its way down her the length of her spine. Her jaw stung were his toes had been pressing so firm into her skin. Isra opened her mouth slightly to give her jaw a wiggle, a soft, low groan escaping her throat.
Breathing a long sigh, she reopened her eyes and shifted her gaze to him. "I'll do my best to make sure it won't happen again, I swear it." She said as she rubbed her jaw against her shoulder. Did all punishment bring shivers, she briefly pondered as she straightened herself.
"Will there be anything else? I don't think I have anything else to inquire about."
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Posted: Mon Sep 19, 2011 5:02 pm
"Good." He responded. His tone was calmer, more level this time. He wasn't angry so long as there was no reason to be. He didnt want to get a grey mane before his time after all. So his orbs flicked in her direction when she spoke. He had answered her questions rather quickly it seemed. Either that, or she didn't have many questions.. That he liked even more. With a wry grin he looked her over and then yawned.
"I think that is all. If you are done." He said, looking at her once more after he had finished his yawn. He was tired, and he likely would start getting cranky soon. Definitely not a good paw to be on with the male, was to have him sleepy.
"You should stay here tonight." He requested, though his request was more of a demand. He had liked the submissive look of her face when she had been frightened of him. He wanted her to stick around, at least a little longer.
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Posted: Mon Sep 19, 2011 11:16 pm
The stinging had faded into a rather pleasant tingling, which was still quite surprising to her. Always in her mind, getting punished or struck was meant to teach a lesson, to reprimand for some wrong doing, to hurt, but she found herself quite enjoying the warm tingle that had spread along her jaw. Huh. What this normal? Isra shook herself, returning to herself to a collected sitting position.
Isra waited for him to finish his yawn before speaking. "I am done, Master. I have no other questions for you." She answered in a low tone. Ouran seemed tired, or at least was starting to seem so. It was getting to be later in the day, so it wasn't unexpected.
His half demanded request caused her to pause for a moment. The dark lioness dipped her head and shifted her vivid red eyes to meet his golden ones, looking at him through her lashes. "Of course, Master," She practically purred. "I shall remain as long as you wish."
[[Word total to this point: 1967 according to wordcounttool.com. :3 ]]
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