01-28-2012, 12:41 PM
Woot 
Can't wait!
Amy was pleased, but not pleased enough to linger. She left the house with her basket of goodies after two short sentences that Sebastian did not respond verbally to. He only nodded with a false smile, stepping closer to Hadley possessively. After her blonde back had exited, Sebastian let out a breath he had been holding and allowed himself to slouch slightly. He peeked out of the doorway, making sure that Amy was well on her way to the wagon and out of hearing range before he dared to sigh with relief.
"Crazy bitch," he remarked to Hadley with a grin, sauntering over to where the slave stood. The Italian stepped up on the dilapidated couch and pounced on Hadley, wrapping his arm's around the slave's thick neck and giving him a strong hug. Releasing him, Sebastian dropped to the floor and sat on the couch.
"Have a seat, Hadley," he invited, patting the couch beside him. The artisan remembered a human quote he had studied- absolute power corrupts absolutely. Now that he truly did have absolute power over Hadley, he felt slightly giddy. Still, he kept hold of his moral compass, wary of the danger to his moral code owning a slave posed.
"Are you relieved?" Sebastian asked cheerfully, stretching out his legs and putting his hands behind his head.
Can't wait!Amy was pleased, but not pleased enough to linger. She left the house with her basket of goodies after two short sentences that Sebastian did not respond verbally to. He only nodded with a false smile, stepping closer to Hadley possessively. After her blonde back had exited, Sebastian let out a breath he had been holding and allowed himself to slouch slightly. He peeked out of the doorway, making sure that Amy was well on her way to the wagon and out of hearing range before he dared to sigh with relief.
"Crazy bitch," he remarked to Hadley with a grin, sauntering over to where the slave stood. The Italian stepped up on the dilapidated couch and pounced on Hadley, wrapping his arm's around the slave's thick neck and giving him a strong hug. Releasing him, Sebastian dropped to the floor and sat on the couch.
"Have a seat, Hadley," he invited, patting the couch beside him. The artisan remembered a human quote he had studied- absolute power corrupts absolutely. Now that he truly did have absolute power over Hadley, he felt slightly giddy. Still, he kept hold of his moral compass, wary of the danger to his moral code owning a slave posed.
"Are you relieved?" Sebastian asked cheerfully, stretching out his legs and putting his hands behind his head.