Romance Fan Fiction / Original Stories Fan Fiction ❯ Slave and master ❯ Chapter 6 - safte ( Chapter 6 )

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Chapter 6
For most of the morning Candy sat upon a large black cushion, and was surrounded by many smaller, colourful ones. She sat beside Michael’s desk, where the lead of her leash was hooked. Every now and again Michael would stop working just to look at her. Sometimes he would pull lightly on the chain and would ask for a backrub, or a hand massage.
Just before noon, there was a knock upon the study’s doors. “Enter” Michael said not looking up as Dimitri entered.
“Sir, Mr. Locke is here as you requested”
“Very well....bring him up to the study” Michael said gesturing with his hand for Dimitri to take his time.
Turning his attention to Candy, he noted the fear in his eyes. He smiled lightly pulling on her chain, and watched her come towards him. “It’s okay” Mike said running a hand along her cheek. “Don’t be afraid,” he said kissing one of her delicate hands. “I’ll protect you from him” speaking ever so softly.
When Dimitri returned with the seller, Michael looked at Candice and spoke in an authoritive tone “Give me a back rub” he said turning his attention to his guest.
“Thank – you Dimitri please fetch Mr. Locke a glass of wine” he said looking upon the seller.
“I apologise sir...This one is just as useless as the others” he said pulling the satchel of coins from his coat pocket.
“What are you going to do with her now? That’s enough, you may go sit down” he said over his shoulder to Candice.
“To tell you the truth...this one going to half to be put down.” The seller said with a wicked smile, looking over at the slave.
“It seems a waist...Surely you could keep her for yourself” he said pulling a dagger out from his desk drawer.
“I’ve already got a slave of my own. But this one’s death won’t be such a waist. After all she’s really only good for sex...I could sell her to the whore house. But they won’t accept anything broken or deformed” As Mr. Locke was speaking he didn’t notice that Michael had started to walk towards him. “No, the only way to deal with lame cow, like her is to slit her throat...Wait...what are you doing” He didn’t have a chance to scream as his neck was sliced open. Blood spattered across Michael’s body as he killed the seller.
Candis had to cover her mouth, to keep the frightened scream inside. But there was an unmistakable fear, within her eyes. Deep down there was a sense of relief, she knew now that she would never go back to the farm. But now Candis didn’t know if she would live, or if not...how long did she still have.
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Michael turned around and looked at his pet, and smiled warmly. But with the blood splatter covering his body he appeared to be more malicious then he did kind. He watched as her body trembled as he walked closer towards her. Following his gaze to the blood stained blade in his hand. Mike chuckled softly understanding Candis’s fear. He placed the knife upon the desk, unhooking the leash before advancing on her. He pushed her back against the cushion, kissing her softly. “It’s okay, he’s gone now” Michael said kissing her neck.
Candy couldn’t help but forget her fear as he touched her. Melting into his mouth as he kissed her, pressing herself up against him.
He smiled into her kiss, slipping a couple of fingers into her sex. “You don’t have to be scarred anymore