for
taking me with you.”
“Not a lot
has changed between us,” Zane said slowly. “I am still your Master. And you are
my Blossom. Whether this thing of ours will last, I don’t know. But you have to
be one hundred percent committed to serving me. I will not tolerate any
independence from you.”
Stacey’s
mouth dropped. She was almost too afraid to say the words. “I won’t be your
doormat.”
Zane grabbed
her chin and squeezed it. “You will be the ground underneath my doormat should
I require it of you.”
Stacey didn’t
resist.
He let go.
“I thought
you weren’t going to be mean to me,” Stacey mumbled.
“I’m not
being mean. If you deserve to be my queen, then I shall see to it you are
treated as one. But whatever I say is what goes. There will be no
disagreements. No protesting, nagging, complaining. Any form of you going
against me is completely inexcusable. The reason for this is, I am incapable of
loving someone, who doesn’t love me a thousand times more. Understand?”
Stacey
nodded.
“I am your
Master. But you are always free. Leave now, if you wish. I shan’t try to stop
you, and I shan’t be hurt. Show your true self to me now.”
“My true
self?”
“If you stay
with me, then you belong to me.”
Zane turned
his back to her and marched in the direction of the barn. Stacey looked out to
the darkness again, reflecting on everything that had gone on before. She could
try to make it on her own. She still had friends out there – friends who
believed in her innocence. Her story with the dragon could end here, and it
would not be a tragic thing for her. If that was what she wanted…
And Stacey realized
she was afraid – not just of one, but both choices. Because picking one path
meant giving up another. It was true that Zane had said she was still free if
she chose to be with him, and she could just stop being with him if it got too
much for her. But she didn’t know how much she trusted that. Sure, he might let
her go now, but what about if she leads it on further. What if he really,
deeply loved her. Would he give her up so easily if she decided that it wasn’t
working for her?
Stacey put
her hands to her mouth and breathed inside them.
There really
was no choice, she knew.
There would
be no other man she would ever meet, that could live up to Zane. It wasn’t just
his mystical origins – his voice, his touch, his eyes commanded her in a way
she had never been commanded before.
She wanted to
please him. She wanted him to please her.
So Stacey
took one last look at all the other possibilities for her eternal future now.
Then she bowed her head and turned back to join Zane inside the barn.
CHAPTER TWO
As far as Stacey could tell, she and
Zane were the only animals present inside the barn. Zane had climbed up to the
second level and was undressing with the light of the moon pouring out to his
muscular back. Stacey had climbed up a moment ago and was watching him from the
shadows, sensations lighting fires inside her all over. Once was completely
naked, he lay down in the hay, stretched out and relaxed. Stacey continued to
watch him while he seemed unaware of her presence.
Time moved
slowly. Stacey held it. Nourished it. Kissed it. These moments abound, each
more beautiful than the last, as the wondrous imagery developed in her mind
spike what she saw in front of her. Stacey let the free flowing dress fall from
her body before she approached Zane, with deeper intentions than just cuddling
up to him and going to sleep.
He remained
silent as she approached, even with her body completely visible in the
moonlight in front of him.
“What shall I
do?” Stacey whispered to him, teasing.
Her eyes
moved across his smooth, refined skin, taking all of him in.
He was also
watching her.
“What shall I
do,” Stacey repeated, “Master?”
“Come to me,”
Zane purred.
Stacey
allowed her knees to gradually bend as she moved to the ground next to him.
Zane
taking me with you.”
“Not a lot
has changed between us,” Zane said slowly. “I am still your Master. And you are
my Blossom. Whether this thing of ours will last, I don’t know. But you have to
be one hundred percent committed to serving me. I will not tolerate any
independence from you.”
Stacey’s
mouth dropped. She was almost too afraid to say the words. “I won’t be your
doormat.”
Zane grabbed
her chin and squeezed it. “You will be the ground underneath my doormat should
I require it of you.”
Stacey didn’t
resist.
He let go.
“I thought
you weren’t going to be mean to me,” Stacey mumbled.
“I’m not
being mean. If you deserve to be my queen, then I shall see to it you are
treated as one. But whatever I say is what goes. There will be no
disagreements. No protesting, nagging, complaining. Any form of you going
against me is completely inexcusable. The reason for this is, I am incapable of
loving someone, who doesn’t love me a thousand times more. Understand?”
Stacey
nodded.
“I am your
Master. But you are always free. Leave now, if you wish. I shan’t try to stop
you, and I shan’t be hurt. Show your true self to me now.”
“My true
self?”
“If you stay
with me, then you belong to me.”
Zane turned
his back to her and marched in the direction of the barn. Stacey looked out to
the darkness again, reflecting on everything that had gone on before. She could
try to make it on her own. She still had friends out there – friends who
believed in her innocence. Her story with the dragon could end here, and it
would not be a tragic thing for her. If that was what she wanted…
And Stacey realized
she was afraid – not just of one, but both choices. Because picking one path
meant giving up another. It was true that Zane had said she was still free if
she chose to be with him, and she could just stop being with him if it got too
much for her. But she didn’t know how much she trusted that. Sure, he might let
her go now, but what about if she leads it on further. What if he really,
deeply loved her. Would he give her up so easily if she decided that it wasn’t
working for her?
Stacey put
her hands to her mouth and breathed inside them.
There really
was no choice, she knew.
There would
be no other man she would ever meet, that could live up to Zane. It wasn’t just
his mystical origins – his voice, his touch, his eyes commanded her in a way
she had never been commanded before.
She wanted to
please him. She wanted him to please her.
So Stacey
took one last look at all the other possibilities for her eternal future now.
Then she bowed her head and turned back to join Zane inside the barn.
CHAPTER TWO
As far as Stacey could tell, she and
Zane were the only animals present inside the barn. Zane had climbed up to the
second level and was undressing with the light of the moon pouring out to his
muscular back. Stacey had climbed up a moment ago and was watching him from the
shadows, sensations lighting fires inside her all over. Once was completely
naked, he lay down in the hay, stretched out and relaxed. Stacey continued to
watch him while he seemed unaware of her presence.
Time moved
slowly. Stacey held it. Nourished it. Kissed it. These moments abound, each
more beautiful than the last, as the wondrous imagery developed in her mind
spike what she saw in front of her. Stacey let the free flowing dress fall from
her body before she approached Zane, with deeper intentions than just cuddling
up to him and going to sleep.
He remained
silent as she approached, even with her body completely visible in the
moonlight in front of him.
“What shall I
do?” Stacey whispered to him, teasing.
Her eyes
moved across his smooth, refined skin, taking all of him in.
He was also
watching her.
“What shall I
do,” Stacey repeated, “Master?”
“Come to me,”
Zane purred.
Stacey
allowed her knees to gradually bend as she moved to the ground next to him.
Zane
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