1st of Fall 516 A.V. 4th Bell
Steam rose from the water in the early morning bath as a slave delicately poured one more bucket into it. Alice stood there with her arms crossed and impatiently awaiting the brief moment of relaxation. Another slave of the Draer’s casually walked around her not saying a single word. They knew what she wanted as it had quickly become a ritual for the woman. Undoing the buttons of the front of her dress slowly she arched her back and lowered her arms to allow the dress to fall. The slave behind her slipped it down as she stepped over and embraced herself in the warmth of the water.
Her body slid down slowly. The integrity of her demands relished in a moment of peace for the slaves as her head submerged. The moment slipped away as Alice opened her eyes and rose from the water. Piercing blue eyes signaled the slaves to start taking care of her. Six hands passed over her back, hair, and leg as they diligently scrubbed her body. Remaining dried blood from under her fingernails were scraped away. The slaves passed over her delicate features and her eyes closed, enjoying the sensation. They could feel her nipples push and strain against their skin as though they were trying to siphon nourishment from them. Another slave leaned over and started to gently massage every ounce of Alice’s body she could rightfully reach. Her body and muscles were cleansed and relaxed, and the bath ritual was almost over. Such treatment was the perks of being a Dynasty member. “Remind me again why I didn’t come to the estate sooner?” Her plush lips questioned towards the slaves. They simply smiled as one took her hand assisting her in getting out of the tub while another worked in drying her off.
Neatly folded clothes sat on a chair in front of the Dynasty brat as well as a pack containing everything she would need for the day. The slaves were getting ready to leave the room. “Same time tomorrow ladies.” A few hushed giggles erupted from the ladies as they left the room hurriedly. It wasn’t often that Alice wouldn’t scold them for missing a spot or not performing to her satisfaction. Picking up the pile of clothes the relaxed blue eyes woman slipped each arm through her bra then each leg through her underwear. She always took her time getting dressed and as she slipped a simple shirt, skirt, and stockings she sat down and relished the moment before two light taps on the door interrupted her.
“Madam, your canoe has been readied.” Spoke through the cracks of the wooden door.
A delicate yet demanding voice sounded from within. “Fairly well, send someone to tend to my make-up. Today is a special day.”
“Right away Madam. They will be sent to your room.”
Alice stood up from her chair and a small moment later she opened the door only to be met by the crude face of one of the male slaves. The same one that was to send the help for her makeup. The blue eyed beauty was casually stroking the locks of her hair while doing so, but when she him her reaction was immediate. She grabbed the slave by the throat, her nails pressing into his skin. “Didn’t I send you off? Now hurry, if I get to my room and no one is there, I won’t show you mercy. Also, I never want to see you outside my baths ever again.” Her grasp released into a choking shove on his adams apple. It nearly made the slave dry heave as he stumbled backwards. Immediately afterwards he ran down the halls. Though, Alice… she was athletic and she wanted to make a statement for herself in the Dynasty. Taking off into a run to her room she passed by many doors and nearly ran into Orkat as he emerged from his room rubbing his eyes. At first the head of the household was confused, but he just simply figured the strange new addition to the household started her exercise early.
Reaching her room slightly out of breath the woman opened the door to her room. With a sly smile she realized she was successful. Now she was able to make a statement of the slave, but not today… that delight would be saved for another time.
