Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Of Master and Slave ❯ Chapter Four ( Chapter 4 )

Chapter 4

 

Finally, he seems to have returned to his senses. This morning I went to clean his sheets and he actually spoke to me. “Ravara,” he said, in a solemn tone. “I need to see you tonight. It is important.”

 

I nodded. As happy as I was, I still felt my heart drop into my stomach. My mind raced with so many questions. What did he want to say to me? Did he wish to send me away? I feared this one the most but I knew with the way he had been acting towards me, it couldn't have been far from his thoughts. I also knew that I had everything to do with it.

 

Master is one of the kindest masters I have ever known. I have been a slave most of my life and I can say that honestly. He has never hit or swore at me, and rarely raises his voice. I cooked, kept his manor tidy, washed his clothes and linen, cleaned off his armor, and drew him a bath whenever he wanted. Master would always thank me and every so often would bring me gifts when he came back from duty. Sometimes, it didn't feel as though I was his slave at all, and that he and I had a bond beyond chain and collar.

 

But the last he left Master changed. The gifts and “thank you” stopped and he became cold and isolated. He refused to be around me and requested me to make his meals and then go to my room. I was to come out only to cook or clean. Master would barely say a word to me and ignored me if I walked into a room that he was in. Other days, he would scream at me to let him alone, saying that I should stay out of his way.

 

Still, I want so badly to be near him, but I still fear he will sell me to someone else. I pray that he won't. I never want to go away from him…

 

 

The time had come. This was to be the night that my young slave would begin to become a woman. After months of fantasy and dirty sheets, my dreams were finally coming to pass. I knew I had to make her enjoy what I was going to do to her. I did not want to traumatize her by having everything happen at once. It had to be done gradually and carefully much like

 

I then heard Ravara knock on my door, and allowed her to enter.

 

“Y-you wanted to see me, Master?” she squeaked, apparently nervous about what I wanted to see her about. I sat down on my bed and patted the space next to me to make her sit. When she did, I made my reasons known.

 

“Ravara,” I said looking at her. “What I am going to say next may seem strange, but do not interrupt me,”

 

She nodded and I continued.

 

“Ever since you have begun to develop you have been a problem for me. You see, I am a man, and the fact that you have blossomed into a woman has caused me to become distracted.”

 

Ravara nodded. “Is that why you don't want me around, Master?”

 

“Yes,” I agreed. “I know you as my slave. The little girl my Uncle gave to me. But now you have changed. You are growing into a woman. And a very attractive one at that. I suffer constantly when I'm near you.”

 

“I don't want you to suffer, Master,” she said.

 

“There is something I wish to do with you, “I began, my heart drumming inside my chest. I chose my words carefully so not to frighten her. “Something that men and women like us do often.”

 

Ravara blushed and looked down at the floor. “Is it the same thing that you do with the women who come here?”

 

“Well, yes and no. I do not care at all about whether they obtain pleasure. But with you, I would try to make you feel good first.”

 

We both then fell silent. I mistook her quietness for confusion.

 

“Do you know what `sex' is, Ravara?” I asked her, and her cheeks grew red.

 

“Well,” I began. “Men and women do this for each other for pleasure. A man will put…himself inside a woman every so often when he wishes. Do you understand?”

 

“Master, I know what that is,” she said, making me feel like a dumbass.

 

“Oh,” I said. “Well, that would change the nature of our relationship but I want so badly to try it with you. If you do not wish to do so, I will leave you alone.”

 

Another moment of silence came as Ravara contemplated my offer. I hoped like hell she would say yes, but was bound by my word to leave her alone if she refused. Still, I could sense that although Ravara was somewhat embarrassed she was also deeply curious.

 

“I would like to try sex with you, Master,” she agreed. “How do we begin?”

 

I smiled. At last, I was going to get what I wanted.

 

“We're going to start slowly to get you used to me touching you.”

 

I seized Ravara by the shoulders and looked deeply into her eyes. I could sense her fear but wanted to make it known that I would not hurt her. Her lips were like a magnet to mine and I turned her head upward to kiss her. At first it was chaste to have her fears melt away but soon I allowed my tongue to enter her sweet mouth. With it, I nudged her own to dance with mine and they then became one. Ravara broke the kiss to get some air, her face belying the rush that I had just given her. I did not give her too long to prepare herself again. I kissed her again like before and moved down to her neck, lightly touching and nipping at the flesh there.

 

“Master…”, she breathed.

 

“Does that feel good?” I asked her, my voice dropping into a husky whisper.

 

“Yes…”she answered.

 

This time, I broke away from her. “I want you to take off your dress.”

 

Ravara clutched at her collar. “But…I'll be naked.”

 

I tried not to laugh at her innocence. “I just want to see what you have under there, if your beauty is more than your face.”

 

Ravara shook her head and stood to do as I had said. She faced me as she peeled off her dress, leaving only her collar and a pair of white panties.

 

No dream I had or ever hoped to have could have prepared for the sight I saw. Ravara had large, pert breasts with brownish pink nipples that begged for me to touch them, along with a tiny waist and a set of wide, full hips. She was mostly soft and curvy except her shoulders and calves where she maintained a bit of tone. Her body was a far cry from the malnourished child I had first received. Under my hungry eyes, I saw her skin glisten with sweat.

 

“Don't be frightened,” I told her. “Your body pleases me.”

 

I then reached out her for her to come closer. I wanted to explore her body first before we continued. My calloused and rough hands at first did not seem worthy enough to even put a finger on her. They then felt even more beneath her when they felt her skin. Her skin was soft and fresh like velvet. They then went to her head and ran fingers through a river of black silk.

 

“My gods, you're beautiful,” I whispered.

 

Ravara beamed with pride at my compliment. I continued lower to cup one hand at her breast and snaked another around her body to squeeze her ass. I wanted so badly just to fuck her then and there and my hardness was screaming at me to do so. I refused. She was far more precious than the Saiyan women that came before her. She was soft, more refined, like a living doll. I did not want to be the one to break her.

 

“That will be all for tonight, Ravara,” I said. “We will continue tomorrow night.”

 

Ravara nodded and began to put her clothes back on to return to her room.

 

“Stop,” I said. “Because of what we're doing, I want you to sleep in here with me.”

 

“You mean, with you…in your bed, Master?” she replied.

 

“Yes, that is exactly what I am saying. Consider this to be your new bedroom.”

 

Ravara smiled shyly and got into my bed, staying at the furthest corner away from me. I followed her and pulled her to into my arms. When we came in contact, she flinched. Before I could ask why, she spoke.

 

“Why are you poking me…there, Master?”

 

I chuckled. “This is how a man reacts to something that arouses him. I cannot help it.”

 

“..It's…big…”

 

“You will know it better soon.”

 

“Will it fit?” she asked bluntly.

 

“Yes, but for now let us worry about sleep. We have more to do tomorrow.” 

 

I pulled again into my arms and held her close until she fell asleep. My hardness still refused to die and promised it that it would be relieved soon.