"That, my pet, is sad." My Mistress sighed and my breath stopped. I felt her free hand start softly caressing my stomach under the water.

I swallowed but couldn't move as the hand previously around my waist moved slowly up to my left breast. I gasped again at the sudden soft touch. Her hand was the perfect size to fully cover my whole breast, allowing her to be able to palm my firm, spongy appendage. I felt my nipples harden making tingles start to zip down from the tips to places bellow my stomach.

Breathing and thinking became harder as those tingles grew to pleasurable sparks coming from my breast every time Mistress squeezed or manipulated it skilfully.

"I will show you then, but if it is making you uncomfortable, tell me to stop." She ordered in a whisper that was breathed straight into my ear that I'm coming to find out is quite sensitive, in a breath stopping erotic way.

She broke eye contact to kiss my cheek, sending sparks throughout my whole body. The kiss made me blush and for some reason relax a touch more, maybe because I literally can't remember the last time I was kissed and I have to say, it's a lovely feeling, especially since it came from the soft lips of my mistress.

The hand that was caressing my stomach finally started to move southward in slow, lazy circles. I couldn't help but let out a breathy giggle as her fingers tickled my sides and made my stomach quiver along with the rest of me.

It was hard to breath when that hand finally moved all the way down to the top of my left thigh and slid in between my thighs to slowly start pushing them apart. I allowed my legs to open, never feeling forced, trapped or uncomfortable in this situation. I felt safe in Mistress' experienced hands.

Talking about hands, the one still on my left thigh started to move in circles on the inside of it. Slow, caressing circles that ranged from small and feeling to wide and searching. With each circle though my heart would beat faster because that hand would move closer towards where I felt like I was burning.

As her hands manipulated my flesh, her lips trailed up and down my neck, over my shoulder before going back up. She would stop at my fluttering pulse and softly suck on the tender skin over it, which would cause a thrill through my body. She would then move on to nibble and suck at my earlobe, which is a very strong erogenous zone for me, as I found.

As much as I tried to hold back I couldn't help but to close my eyes, tilt my head back to lay it on her shoulder as I moaned, even when I was trying not to. Mistress' hand on my breast soon moved to my right one as her other hand on my thigh started to softly play with the hair at the apex of my thighs.

I didn't know what to do, I was being overwhelmed with sensations I wasn't use to. So I sat there, hands clenching then releasing on the sides of her thighs while she strummed my body to a tune like a skilled musician.

Her fingers above my sex stopped playing with the hair and started to move lower until they finally touched my slick entrance. I sucked in a breath at the pleasure of being so softly, almost tenderly, touched there.

It was nothing I had ever felt before. Her hands were smooth and soft, a harsh contrast to the rough and calloused pulls and painful forced entrances I was use to.

I found that Mistress knew exactly what to do, where to touch and when to go faster or slower while her fingers played a magnificent game with my flesh. Her hand at my breast started to roll my nipple between her fingers and thumb sending extra pleasure down to the bottom of my stomach.

I was panting, gasping for air that just didn't seem to want to enter my lungs. My fingers dug into my Mistress' thighs, I didn't know if I was hurting her or not but she didn't stop moving her hands or trailing nibbling kisses down my neck and over my shoulder, always going back to my ear.

I felt empty though, like something was missing inside me, keeping me from true pleasures completion. I couldn't help the cry of needy want that released from me as that sudden emptiness was filled with a single slim digit.

"M-Mistress." I gasped as she pushed another long finger inside me and started to move them in and out.

I clenched my jaw as pressure built up inside me. I couldn't help a groan as her hand on my breast moved down to join her other hand down bellow. She was now playing me with two hands making it impossible for me to have even a single coherent thought.

My mouth dropped open as I pressed back into Mistress' body. My own body was no longer under my control as it bucked and moved to the manipulations of Mistress' fingers, like a puppet moving to the puppeteers silent commands.

Her fingers on me were no longer playful, they were down right sucking every ounce of pleasure out of the depths of my body, bringing it to the forefront of my being. I could no longer hear if I was moaning or just plain screaming as my body burned, my mind blanked and yet every movement of Mistress' fingers inside was just as clear as the pleasure that was blinding me.

Pure white light exploded through my mind and inside my closed eyelids. Pleasure that was almost pain made my back arch and my body tense. I truly could no longer tell what realm I was in or if I was even in my body anymore. I felt like I just imploded into nothing but a single being made of every good feeling in existence.

Slowly, so slowly my mind was reeled back into my trembling body. I felt weak, used up and incredibly tired. I felt complete.

I lay against Mistress panting and shivering ever now and then from the aftermath of everything that just happened. The shivering wasn't helped by Mistress who has removed her fingers from inside me but has continued to run her hands all over my body in patient caresses.

"You sound so beautiful when you moan." Mistress whispered in my ear as she licked the shell of it making me shiver once again. Damn that ear, I can't concentrate on my breathing if my ears continue to be as sensitive as they were.

"I-I have never felt like that before." I panted unable to even open my eyes yet. Taking one last deep breath in I opened my eyes and shakily sat up.

"Good because that is how you're meant to feel when you bed with someone." Mistress told me as I slipped off her lap to the bench beside her. I turned my head to face her and also caught a glimpse of a red-faced girl and two very aroused male guards.

I couldn't help but feel embarrassed that these humans had seen me lose control in Mistress' arms. "Th-thank you." I stuttered and I'm sure I was just as red as the girl.

Mistress smiled at me pleasantly and I knew this encounter meant nothing to her. Knowing that both bothered and slightly hurt me, but I can also sort of understand why she'd be unbothered. She's probably done the same to every one of her servants before me, or she was just doing me a favour.

"Now, I believe our bath has been long enough." Mistress said and stood up to get out of the bath where the still blushing girl ran to her with a towel.

I quickly got out of the bath too, stumbling slightly from how weak my legs were still feeling, and took the towel from the girl with a thanks and started to pat Mistress dry.

"Good, you're quite the natural at this, my pet." She praised me as the girl handed me Mistress' red dress and I helped her pull it on. The girl then passed me the green dress. I held it up in front of me wondering how it worked.

"It's what you'll be wearing today. Unless you prefer to walk around naked." Mistress smirked at me making my face flame up in embarrassment.

"I-I apologise my lady, b-but I don't know how to put this on." I stuttered even more embarrassed now. All I wore while on the streets was a too big male shirt tucked into ripped and dirty boy shorts.

Mistress sighed softly but still held her smirk. "Very well, pass it here." She held out a hand and I blushed redder as I handed it to her.

She unlaced the green bodice and opened up the silk skirts. "Step through." She ordered and I quickly obeyed.

She pulled it up over me and laced the bodice back up tightly so that it wouldn't fall. She then stepped back and looked me over while nodding her head approvingly. Suddenly she said something in a strange language while waving a hand at me. I suddenly felt all the water that was in my hair disappear leaving my black hair fluffy and dry.

She let down her own hair, the black waves washed over her shoulders and back perfectly like she had three servants styling it to sit so perfectly.

"Now, we must head to the dining hall before Beatrice gets cranky that I was late and made her wait for me."

"Yes Mistress." I agreed and followed her out of the bathroom with the blonde girl and the guards close behind. We walked through the stone mansion till the guards standing at two very large wooden doors pushed them open for us and we walked into a large room with shuttered windows lining the left wall and tapestries lined the other while a large thick wooden table that could seat thirty people took up the middle of the room. Breakfast food was placed at the far end of the table where only one person was seated.

"Aviva!" The other person in the room growled and stood up from where she was waiting at the table. I was shocked by what I saw. The other person had similar features as my Mistress. The only differences between them were the length of their hair and the texture. This woman's black hair stopped at her shoulder blades and was in curls. This woman also looked a couple years younger than my Mistress, probably a year or two older than myself, and her eyes. Instead of my Mistress's molten gold that shined brightly, this woman's eyes were cold silver but were just as beautiful. Maybe more.

"Beatrice!" My Mistress smiled warmly at the other woman who glared at her until she noticed me and our eyes locked. She looked taken aback for some reason and I couldn't seem to stop my eyes from traveling up and down her thin frame before locking eyes with her. She is utterly beautiful. I couldn't stop staring at this woman whose eyes never left mine and the sudden urge to touch and hold her shocked me out of the beginnings of a trance.

"Who is she?" Beatrice asked not taking her eyes off of me.

"This is my new pet." My Mistress motioned her hand to me as she walked smoothly and sat in her seat at the end of the table with Beatrice sitting on her left. "Pet, this is my younger sister Beatrice."

"My lady." I said with a pathetic bow that made my Mistress laugh.

"Relax my pet, you will learn etiquette soon enough." My Mistress smiled at me then motioned to the spare seat on her right in front of Beatrice. "Take a seat and eat something, I will introduce you to Galen after we eat."

"Yes Mistress." I nodded and sat down awkwardly in the seat and Beatrice did the same but never took her eyes off me.

"You've changed her." Beatrice stated more than questioned.

"I found her dying a couple nights ago and she has pledged herself to be my loyal dog forevermore." My Mistress explained as she started to eat the food on her plate. I looked at the food and almost didn't want to touch it in case it disappeared. I've never had food like this before. "Eat my pet." My Mistress told me making me look up at her.

"I apologise, it's just I haven't eaten, let alone have seen, such a large amount of food and so well cooked." I swallowed and felt my stomach clench in hunger.

"What were you before my sister decided to pick you up as a stray?" Beatrice asked picking at her own food as she watched me.

"I was nothing, my lady. It's why I'd rather be a dog than continue on living as I was before." I answered her seriously meeting her silver eyes.

"Was it really that bad?" She asked tilting her head and I couldn't help but think that she looked really cute in that moment.

"I apologise my lady, but you will never truly understand how bad it really was to live on the streets." I sighed clenching my teeth against my anger at life and the one who made me live it. "Even being forced to bed with multiple men wasn't the worst thing you had to run away from while on the streets."

Shock filled Beatrice's goddess-like features. "You've been forced to bed with men?" She asked her shock changing to anger.

"Calm down Beatrice." My Mistress whispered and Beatrice seemed to do as she said.

"Disgusting." Beatrice spat pushing her plate of barely eaten food away from her.

"Like I said, my lady, that wasn't the worst that could happen." I shrugged slightly and placed a small amount of meat into my mouth. I fought back tears as the delicious food attacked my tongue and enslaved it.

"I'm glad I found you when I did, my pet." My Mistress sighed.

I swallowed the meat and sighed. "I wouldn't have lived even if you didn't find me, I was bleeding out profusely. I wouldn't have lived for long."

"But what if someone else had found you and healed your wounds?" Beatrice asked leaning back in her chair hands flat on the table on either side of her plate.

I placed another piece of meat into my mouth. "No one would have. All they would have found was a half dead rat. The most anyone would have done was finish me off so I wouldn't have to suffer anymore."

"I found you and helped you." My Mistress pointed out. "There are other creatures like ourselves, they could have changed you just like I did."

I thought about it. "Maybe, but you found me and changed me first. Now my life is yours and I'm your responsibility."

My Mistress laughed. "Yes, indeed you are now my responsibility. So, eat up and we'll get you to your first class."

"Yes Mistress." I nodded and hurriedly scoffed down the food on my plate. Damn it tastes so good!

After breakfast servants cleared away our plates and I followed my Mistress and her sister, which I couldn't seem to keep my eyes off of, out of the dining hall and through the large fifty-odd roomed mansion to a door that lead down to the basement that was an open space the same size as the dining hall. I couldn't believe my eyes as I looked around the large space. All along the walls were weapons of all different shapes and sizes most of them I've never seen before. The floor was hard stone and had dark patches here and there that were lit up by all the torches that hung along the walls beside the weapons.

A man walked out from a door on the left wall. He was tall, heavily muscled, with almost translucent green eyes and pure red hair; he also had strong, angular features. "My ladies." The man said gruffly with a bow to the two women. I could tell he was different to all the other slaves and servants in the house, he was like my Mistress and her sister, and I guess now myself.

"My pet, this is Galen, he will train you in close combat and weapon fighting." My Mistress introduced the man to me his green eyes on me. "Galen this is my new pet, you may call her whatever you want, she doesn't have a name, yet."

"Yes ma'am." Galen agreed looking me over scrutinisingly, which made me shiver. "If I'm going to train you, you'll need a more appropriate attire that won't restrict your movements."

The blonde girl suddenly appeared coming from the door we did to get here. She was holding long leather pants and a short sleeved white shirt and a long piece of cloth that I assumed was to keep my breasts in place when I moved. "Here you go sir." The blonde girl gave Galen the clothes who nodded and she went away again.

"Get changed into these." Galen ordered throwing me the clothes. "Right here." He added when I hesitated.

I turned my head and looked at my Mistress who nodded in agreement to Galen's order. "Don't worry, he won't do anything to you." She assured me.

I sighed softly and nodded before pulling off my dress exposing myself to those in the room. I glanced at Beatrice and was glad to see her silver eyes roaming my body with a heated look in her eyes. I pulled on the pants and wrapped the cloth around my chest to keep my breasts in place before I pulled on the shirt. "Use this to tie your hair up." Galen ordered handing me a string. I did as I was told and soon I was ready for whatever I was going have to do. "Good. I have it under control from here my ladies." Galen turned to my Mistress and Beatrice.

"Vey well, then we'll leave you to it. Don't hurt my pet too much Galen, I want her in one piece by tonight." My Mistress smiled at the man who nodded and then she turned away and left with Beatrice following her after one last look towards me.

"It's time to start, I'm assuming you don't have any experience with fighting do you?" Galen asked me with a steely stare.

"No sir." I shook my head feeling nervous without my Mistress here.

"Very well then, you'll learn and I suggest you learn fast. Now attack me." Galen ordered still standing up right.

"Excuse me?" I asked not sure if I heard him right.

"There's only one way for you to learn properly and gain experience, so attack me now and use all of your strength and speed." Galen ordered.

"Okay, if you're sure." I muttered having no idea what I'm doing. I ran at him and soon found myself on the ground. I sat up and looked at Galen who didn't look like he had moved an inch. Well this is going to be hard, I thought as I stood up when Galen waved at me.