*Pierre* I was informed by Sadragon that Kestejoo would be taking over my training. The first thing that Kestejoo told me was that my ability to work with a group was below average. He also said I have authority issues. These two things were working against me. That is when he informed me that our Master has the perfect job for those with my talent. It felt like I was training for hours as Kestejoo took me through the basic training and know-how, with that of an assassin. It was not a surprise to Kesteloo that I was picking up on the strategies easily. “You spent a great deal of time alone?” Kestejoo asked as we finally came back to our dwellings. “If it was not for Merna, I would have lived in the woods permanently!” I was a little too honest with my reply. “It goes with your nature!” Kestejoo paused for a second at the entranceway. “Sleep with both eyes open. You have made a lot of new enemies with your new ranking.” Before I made my way to Sadragons domain, “report to Wemetin for your first assignment. He will show you what you will need. I recommend that before you leave, to do your assignment, ask what questions you have, you will not be given a second chance.” With a nod of the head, I turned to find Sadragon. *Steve* - sex The routine that I followed was simple, at the beginning of each shift, I would arrive early. I would work until there was no more shit for me to shovel. If there was anything that needed to be fixed or if it felt like something needed to be taken care of before it became an issue, I would work on it. I had to wait until it was workers' time to have a bath. While the other workers would go back to their cell, I would be followed by two hunters and taken to Anatu’s domain. If I found the place in disarray I would start to clean everything up. “Why are you cleaning? That is the serfs job!” Anatu asked me one time while she came through the doorway. I had picked up one of Anatu’s articles of clothing that had been thrown to the floor during the previous action we had. “I have an issue with disorganization. I have had this problem since I was a child. I used to reorganize my room every time Markous would go and throw everything of mine to the floor.” I shrugged my shoulders, “Mother said it was my form of OCD!” Giggling, “human borns are funny sometimes!” Anatu said as she snuggled into my body.Wrapping my arms around her body I lead her towards the bed. The other routine was pleasuring her until she said she had enough. “Is there anything new that you would like me to perform?” I would ask her every time. Anatu began to take off her garments, “I want the same that you did last night,” Lust was sparkling in her eyes. “And the other sessions before that!” I learned quickly that it did not matter what I wanted or how I was feeling. I had to perform each time without question or complaints. I would only ask questions so that I knew what direction I had to go and nothing more. The relationship between Anatu and I was growing. However, I had to remind myself of my position. I was a serf! I will never be seen as anything else. Like so many times in my past, I had learned that kindness does not mean anything. One wrong move and I am replaceable. Crawling over Anatu, I started to kiss her with as much passion as I could, she needed to feel like she was the only important being rated now. Releasing our lips to catch our breath, I moved to her neck. Soft moans came out of her mouth as she relaxed completely into the bed. Anatu was aroused by soft sensual movements, she did not respond well to anything that was rushed or rough. A style that I preferred, I softly played with her breast at the same time giving light kisses on her collarbone. While playing with her breast with one hand, I licked the nipple of the other breast. Anaut’s hands massaged the top of my head slowly pushing my head down. This allowed me to know that she was ready for me to venture down to the place she desired. Lightly, I peaked slowly as I moved down her chest, to her belly to her lady parts. Spreading her folds with my two fingers, I glided them in and out. Allowing her to feel every stroke. With my tongue, I pleaded with her bud. I would rotate my tongue in a clockwise motion. Listening to the sounds that Anatu would make. The louder she got, I would stop and rotate in the other direction, building her up for her climax. Anatu was starting to get louder, as she always does. Slipping another finger in I slowed the friction, driving Anatu crazy. Arching her back she hollered as her walls closed around my fingers. Her juices filled my mouth. Drying my face with the back of my hand, I crawled over her again, placing a kiss on her lips. “Do you want more?”Anatu rolled to the side, “Later! I need to feed you!” While we were cleaning up after our first session, there was a knock at the door. Going to the door, I opened it to see a tray of food. Taking it from the serf, I brought it over to Anatu’s eating area. Placing the tray in a location that steadies the food yet easy to access, I sat beside Anatu. This was part of our routine as well, she insisted on feeding me, that it pleased her. Placing a grape in my mouth Anatu stared into my eyes, “are you happy with me?” She spoke just above a whisper. I swallowed the food, “it is your happiness that only matters.” I was confused when I saw the hurt in Anatu’s eyes. “That is not what I was asking!” I thought about what to say, if I said the wrong thing I dreaded what Anatu would do to me. I sat up and set my sight on my hands that were folded on my lap. “You are not happy?” Anatu had a mixture of sadness and anger in her tone. “You do not like me! But what you do with me … I am confused!” My head shot up with fear in my eyes, all I could think about was that she was going to beat me. “No, it is not that!” “Then what is it?” Anatu seemed angry with me. “Do you like me? Because what you do tells me that you do!” I searched my mind, trying to think of something that would please Anatu and make her happy again. “I have learned to please everyone around me, if I do not everyone leaves!” I once again lowered my head in submission. My mouth was thinking for me. “Everyone uses me until I am no longer useful.” My voice was shaky, on the verge of tears. “The truth is … you will do the same as well! No one has ever cared about how I feel so I stopped feeling, princess! That is my truth, I do like you but once you have used me up, you will throw me away not caring any longer. So there is no point in trying to be happy.” Tears started to fall as Anatu lifted my head. “Can we keep this our secret? I am very fond of you too!” She was smiling at me with bright sparkling eyes. “I told Daddy that you are a very hard worker. You always show up for work early and do tasks that have not been assigned.” She paused for a second to whip the water lines off my face. “The only thing I haven’t told Daddy is what you mean to me!” There was desperation in her voice. I wanted to believe her desperately that she truly wanted me. A part of me secretly wanted to believe that she would not harm me, and then memories of how quickly she could change her mood reminded me that I had to be careful. “My sisters always take what I want, I am always forgotten about, they do not care about how I feel. They say my emotions are my weakness, they say they are teaching me a lesson, just like mother had to learn. I believe they are wrong, emotions are not weaknesses, but can be a strength. I want to keep you forever!” Anatu said as she leaned into me. Anatu slowly lowered me onto my back, motioning her body to be placed over mine. “Umm princess … what are you doing?” I was confused and unsure about what I was to do. Giggling, “Showing you how much you mean to me Steve!” Anatu lowered her weight onto me. “But I do not have … you know … it is gone!” I started to go red in the face. Anatu let out a bubble of giggles, “there are other ways to please you. It is not a traditional way of pleasure, but pleasure nonetheless!” She started to kiss me, “we will do this every time after your shift of working, until you believe me. And when you believe, we will continue it until forever doesn’t exist any more.” I could see a twinkle in her eyes. I wanted to desperately believe her words. My heart sprung into action as I gazed into her eyes. Anatu sat on me as she grazed her nails along my flesh, our sights were glued together. A part of me was waiting for the pain. It never came! My breathing was laboured, fear … unknown feelings … excitement! Sparks erupted over my palms as I glided my hands up and down her backside. I wondered if she felt the sparks as I did, or if was I imagining this feeling. Switching to the other side of my mind, I felt as if it should be doing all of the work. While Anatu rocked her body back and forth. “Have you ever had penetration of the anus?” Anatu asked just above a whisper. My eyes widen at the thought of having anyone near my arse, “I am not gay!” Anatu leaned over and whispered in my ear, “I swear I will be gentle!” Her tentacle appeared, sliding down to a position of preference, Anatu rocked back and forth as her hands rubbed up and down my chest. “Close your eyes!” She urged me. I did as I was told. Her tentacle glided around the entryway of my arse. I tried to remain calm as my pulse picked up its pace. I knew I was not gay, I just had a vision of my father pointing a finger at me and yelling in my face saying something along the lines of, I knew it, the day you were born I knew you were gay! Anatu started to kiss the side of my neck, still rubbing her tentacle near the now sensitive region. Letting out the air in my lungs, that I did not know I was holding, I felt all of my anxiety being released from my body. I felt the tip of the tentacle slide in with ease, slowly creeping inwards until Anatu could no longer move. Taking herself out of me, she repeated herself several times. An odd feeling wiggled its way into my being, a warmth that I had not anticipated. Involitely I tilted my head backwards, enjoying the bliss that Anatu was giving me. I moaned and reached my arms out to bring Anatu closer to me, needing the warmth of her arms and body. Locking our lips we both rode out the please that we were having. “Do you feel that?” She whispered in my ear. “The sparks?” I opened my eyes to see Anatu’s sparkling eyes, “you feel it too?” “It is the bond!” She kissed me passionately, “it is getting stronger!” She attached our lips again as she continued to move her tentacles, “I love you my mate!” I placed my hands on the side of Anatu, “What is a mate?” Anatu stopped moving, “it is when the fates bring two individuals together. Alone they are not whole, but when mates come together, they are whole.” Lening passionately Anatu kissed me, deepening the kiss. “We are meant to be together …” “You mean it … this is not a joke?” I rapidly moved my eyes back and forth, waiting for Anatu to crush me again. “You are mine and no other will take you away from me!” Anatu began to move again, “I will show you over and over again what you mean to me, and when you believe me … I will continue to show you so that you never forget!”