My Master is My Lover
Decisions
• Chapter Three •
DecisionsOrrick was stretched out on his chaise. His food had been brought to him an hour earlier, but he didn’t eat. Instead he left it sitting on the table, growing too cold to eat. Orrick’s tiger companion was lounged out beside the chase, purring idly as Orrick stroked his back.
From the chaise, Orrick could see the stars and the moon. He was trying to figure out just why exactly he had bought his latest slave. He had more than enough slaves to go around and than he had use for. Not to mention the boy had green eyes. Green eyes had always been considered an omen when it came to slaves. They were believed to have poor health, a streak of defiance, and were often hard to “break”. Orrick didn’t like to “break” his slaves anyway. When compared to most of his slave owning friends, he had the most well behaved slaves and very little incident ever happened.
But he just couldn’t figure why he would spend 250 on a green eyed seventeen years old that he almost doubted he would find any use for. Maybe it was other thing that green eyed slaves were said to have. Their strong... sexual desires. Maybe that’s why Orrick had bought him.
Even then though, the boy didn’t fit any bit of Orrick’s taste when it came to sexual desires. When it came to the boys, he liked them... well girlish. Anyone could see that from the selection of male slaves he had. Most had femme features that not even some of his female slaves had. When it came to the female slaves, he liked them small and petite with long hair. Like Amora.
Ah, Amora. He hated to admit it, but she’d been his favourite slave for too long. He was growing bored of her, and he was certain she was growing bored of him. Orrick had seen her on more than one occasion hiding one of the male slaves some place in her room, only to later hide one of her personal belongings in his things so that Orrick had little choice but to sell the boy. But Amora would never admit any of it. She liked her position in the house too much.
With a sigh, Orrick turned onto his side, his hand falling onto the large cats head. “What should I do, Evadne?” The cat yawned before stretching out on her side too. “Some help you are,” Orrick told the cat before giving its paw a slap.
Just then Orrick hear his door opening, the one the connected his to Amora’s. Evadne raised her head, looked toward Amora before standing and trotting off, leaving Orrick’s room, most likely heading back to the jungle room. Orrick turned back onto his back and rested an arm behind his head, just in time for Amora to appear over him.
Before he could ask what she wanted, she leaned forward and kissed him. It was then Orrick knew it was time to replace her.
A/N: J42, thank you for poitning out those errors for me. I'm actually a type and post person, and normally don't go through and re-read before posting for fix small errors. It's a bad habit I know, but I tend to catch things more/better after I have printed it out and fix them with a pen before fixing them on the computer. But because of this, my writing will never be perfect my first time posting unless I get my friend to proof read first.