Thentis. City of Blackwine.. City of hope.. city of him.

Looks like we are heading home. Well to his home, that of my Master. He wants him and Lolita's child to be born under the roof he too was born under. Under the same stars that he came into the world under. He wants to go home. I don't blame him. Home is where you make it.. I can go anywhere with him and be happy. I will follow him to the moons and back if necessary. Since our separation I often find it hard to be away from him for any amount of time for very long. I am glad this time that he is taking us with him. He has told me some things that I find surprising but amusing as well. I can't wait for Derra to find out. It's going to be funny the expression on her face when she realizes what happened.

I love my Master.. one can never know the depth of love I have for this man. I know Derra loves him.. but not like I do.. my Master and I know things about each other just from a glance.. its like we are connected by more then the heart at times.. he is my compass, my north star, my reason for living.. just yesterday he reminded me of this..

 

 

( To be Continued )



His.

I spent the morning with my Master a few hands back and well..the intensity of his need for me had not changed one bit in 20 vars. You could see it in his eyes while he used me. Hear it in his words as he pounded home his Mastery of me.. I am still his. I am his slave. I will never belong to another like I do him. When he finally takes his journey to the city of dust I will walk hand and hand with him into the flames. Unlike when I was the slave of Tarm.. I know I would not survive the death of Mallick Rel Tarnsman of Thentis. He is under my skin, in my heart and the marrow of my bones. Everything I am.. is his. He is a part of every inch of me. Every breath I take is because he allows it. I never thought I could love like I do him. Don't get me wrong.. I love Tarm. He was my world, he broke down every wall and fence and barrier I had and placed himself within the valves of my heart so deep it beat for him. But in the end things had changed. He sold me.. he sent me away and he scared me for life. When he returned for me we were both distant and scarred of what the other would do or say.. and just when we were on the right track he was dead. He freed me in his last will and testament. A last barb to a damaged heart. It was Mallick that found the me within the shell. It was him that coaxed the slave girl I am from the ashes of that pyre. He found me.. living free and suffering and made of me a slave.. his slave. I bent and molded and shaped me to his liking.. and in the end.. the love I felt for him overcame all. He might not Love me in the traditional sense.. perhaps it is more of an obsession he holds of me.. but it is intense.. and total and in the end.. it makes me his. I am glad he makes it so. I have not spent much time with him since that day... and I am tied up in knots without him. Perhaps tonight I will beg an Inn guard to truss me up and lay me at the foot of his couch for his enjoyment when he gets there...

 



Time long gone and forgotten... looking to the future.

It has been so long.. no years since I have had need to pen words in this book. I take that back.. I had a need.. but I didnt have the presence of mind or the drive to do so. I was not inspired.. I was a broken shell of a slave living on borrowed breath and time. Allll those years my Master had left me in Ar to be watched over by the scribe and his brood.. Master Zeb and his tavern, Madeline the slave and my friend, all of them.. gone. One by one until I was left in the hands of an angry city on the verge of a civil war. I had no idea if my Master still lived much less wanted me any longer. As the years and time went by, I served, I fucked, I was rented and used. I was threatened with death and freedom and so much else just like before.. and when I for real had grabbed the proverbial knife, and was about to slice the rope and just give up.. a shadow showed itself at the door of my kennel. Only the silhouette of the man was visible before the bright bright light that shined behind him. More then 20 years.. and I knew in an instant who that shadow belonged to. It was Him. It was my Master... Mallick Rel. I thought for sure I had been dreaming, but I threw myself at his feet at the inside of the door and wept. He turned and walked away and I heard him speak to the man at the end of the hall, heard the exchange of coin change hands and then he was gone. He did not take me then. It was three days later I was taken from my kennel. Washed and given a clean though plain yellow camisk and sent to the tarn cots with a perfect stranger. I was scared. Why would he spend coin to send me to another? I was hooded and strapped to the saddle of this man's bird and flown from Ar like a bad habit. Days.. it took days before I was released from the saddle a final time and unhooded near a building near a beach. So we were near Thassa.. the crashing waves... they were like music.. but I was not yet able to truly appreciate them at that moment. Taken by the bicep I was dragged into the inn and left in a room, told to kneel by the door and wait. Wait I did... for hours more.. when all of a sudden.. I was called for and taken from the room. I had an idea what was going down before they came for me.. but I was not sure. I was sent to the baths.. I was bathed and oiled and made pretty by other women. I was perfumed and wrapped in bangles and small delicate chains and slave bells and told to return to the room. When I opened the door.. there he was, lounging on a chaise.. with a woman close by on another and they were eating.. I froze for a moment and was soon on my feet making a run for the man who owned me heart, mind, body, and soul. I did not care for the punishment.. I didn't care what would happen.. I took a running start and threw myself onto him and kisses him like I had imagined sooo many times while I was away from him. OOh kings it was like heaven. I am soo very glad to be back at the feet of my Master.. I am so very glad he knows and he never gave up on his promise to come back for me.. I am so very glad I am his.. and in some small way... he is mine too. I love him.

Did I mention the companion... well she is a real peach. She is however for another entry.