A long awkward silence followed after Tesla’s statement. Nathan wasn’t exactly sure what to make of
it; Tesla had never been the most trust worthy person, even when they got her
out of the box. She had sworn to serve
him, only to turn around and constantly try to manipulate the man. What
should I do with her? Nathan thought
to himself as he soon started to bite at his lip, the bitch had been hiding
things from him and couldn’t be trusted.
If I let her be a whore without
properly breaking her, she might convince the clients to turn away from him or
possibly worse. The implications of
that seemed disastrous ; Nathan knew more than anyone just how charismatic she
could be and how easily many men would turn to a darker side if she was allowed
to have her way.
On the other hand, Nathan knew
that if nothing changed then Tesla wouldn’t either. Caught between a rock and a hard place, the
swabbie just frowned for a moment. “Tesla,”
he started apprehensively at first but grew stronger as he continued. “I want you to be what you should have been
from the start. A loyal slave and
someone with my best interests at heart, you were right to let Zephyr train him
and teach me about combat. That was
good, I need to know how to protect myself and I needed to be stronger;
however, trying to turn me into a killing machine is not.” As he said this, Nathan couldn’t believe what
he was saying or rather implying. For the love of God, I’m talking about
slavery like it’s not a big deal. I was
raised to believe it was wrong, now…I simply see it as a necessity and moreover…something
I want.
Nathan grunted once, realizing
just how much had changed in little more than a few months. Sighing and shaking out his head, he found
himself leaning against the window before remembering how he always used to
breathe on them and draw little pictures as a kid. Used to piss his parents off, but he didn’t
care, it was fun to him. Now, all he saw
was a blackened window with his tired reflection looking back at him. God,
who is that? That’s not the same boy I
used to know. When those thoughts
had passed, he leaned back and ran his fingers through his hair before feeling
Tesla’s hands starting to move across his back.
“I may be no good for pleasing
master sexually, but…I do know how to relieve tension.” Tesla pulled lightly and Nathan’s body obeyed
as she got him into the backseat. The
red-head laid him down before removing his shirt from his body; her hands
already pressing down into his flesh and working deep at the knots that had
managed to accumulate. Nathan let out a
soft moan of pleasure, but closed his eyes and allowed Tesla to do what she
wanted for now. Strangely, Zephyr’s
training had fine-tuned some of his senses as well. Breathing in, he could smell her now, a sort
of sickly sweet aroma hung about her.
Some sort of perfume clinging to her skin while an under tone of sweat
came around.
Tesla wasn’t speaking and that did worry Nathan slightly; however, when he opened his eyes, he could only see her dutifully doing what she said she would. Her face on the other hand was devoid of any joy at all. Serves her right. He thought to himself only to have a wicked little thought follow up and he wasn’t sure if he should do it or not. Tesla might take better to some praise at this moment, but the thought might seal just how much he wanted to get back at her now. It would drive her nuts, but I could bind her when we return and make her watch while I fuck Lily. She’d go wild with desire and probably cry her eyes out that she wasn’t getting any. Not to mention, Lily might like the fact that I’m actually showing I care more about her.
Nathan felt Tesla’s hands pressing deeper against his back, rubbing away a particularly nasty knot, but he found himself pondering his course of action more so than his actual massage.
Tesla wasn’t speaking and that did worry Nathan slightly; however, when he opened his eyes, he could only see her dutifully doing what she said she would. Her face on the other hand was devoid of any joy at all. Serves her right. He thought to himself only to have a wicked little thought follow up and he wasn’t sure if he should do it or not. Tesla might take better to some praise at this moment, but the thought might seal just how much he wanted to get back at her now. It would drive her nuts, but I could bind her when we return and make her watch while I fuck Lily. She’d go wild with desire and probably cry her eyes out that she wasn’t getting any. Not to mention, Lily might like the fact that I’m actually showing I care more about her.
Nathan felt Tesla’s hands pressing deeper against his back, rubbing away a particularly nasty knot, but he found himself pondering his course of action more so than his actual massage.
